KYLIE

Ethan’s jaw practically hit the floor with a thud. He looked like he’d been slapped hard across the face.

Liam let out a slow, dark laugh. "No problem," he said, his eyes gleaming with pure fascination. "It’s not like I’ve got a reputation for being a saint to maintain anyway."

Noah shrugged, a slow grin spreading across his perfect face. "Damn. She’s even freakier than I expected. I like it."

The others murmured their agreement, the air in the room shifting from that predatory vibe to pure carnality.

I stepped toward Ethan and thrust my phone into his slightly trembling hands.

"Record every single second," I hissed, leaning close...