The rooftop party glowed under neon lights while the city burned quietly beneath them. Ava leaned against the railing in a tight red dress, fully aware that both men were watching her.
Ethan wanted her with dangerous intensity. Noah wanted her with slow, patient hunger.
“You keep staring at me like that,” Ava whispered, stepping between them, “and someone’s going to lose control.”
Ethan grabbed her waist first, pulling her against his chest. His lips brushed her neck, slow enough to make her shiver. Noah moved closer behind her, fingers tracing lightly along her bare shoulder while his voice dropped low near her ear.
Ava’s breath caught. Being trapped between them felt wicked in the best possible way.
Then Ethan kissed her hard — hot, reckless, addictive. The kind of kiss that made the rest of the world disappear. Noah tilted her chin afterward, kissing her slower, teasing her until she was dizzy from the attention.
The tension between all three of them turned electric beneath the midnight skyline.
And by the way both men looked at her afterward, Ava knew this wouldn’t be the last dangerous night they shared togethe