Chapter 148

The AC was blasting, but Juliet was already sweating bullets trying to crack the door open.

When she was taking a breather, it dawned on her that Elvis owned this place.

Strolling over, Juliet said, "Elvis, get someone to unlock the door for us."

"My phone got swiped by Kashton," Elvis replied, cool as a cucumber, but it hit Juliet like a ton of bricks.

"Here, use mine!" Juliet tossed him her phone.

"Nah, might as well just kick back and sip something," Elvis advised, having figured out the score the moment Juliet stepped in.

Juliet chucked her phone and purse onto the couch and flopped down. "Kashton can't seriously think we're chilling here all night, right?"

Elvis passed her a brimming wineglass, saying, "No idea."

Elvis's nonchalant vibe was driving Juliet up the wall. She tried to chill, scanning the cozy private room. There was playful gear like mini whips, poles, candles, and the whole nine yards. With the mood lighting, it was a recipe for daydreams.

In her head, Juliet had already given Kashton a piece of her mind a hundred times. 'What a spot! Wonder when he got to Xavier,' Juliet thought.

"Easy on the drink!" Juliet warned. A guy and a girl holed up in a room. If the guy got tipsy, it could lead to trouble. She wasn't that green.

"I got this," Elvis assured her, with a confident nod. His willpower around the fairer sex was ironclad, which explained his solo status. He wasn't about to lose his cool over a woman.

Juliet just rolled her eyes, thinking that Elvis was a snoozefest.

She was stuck here, with no way out, and no one to chat with what a bummer.

No point in trying to warm up to a cold man over there she wasn't about to flog a dead horse.

to call Mikayla for a rescue. Chances were

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Kashton and Xavier were holed up in

a teeny-tiny camera earlier. "Kashton, check it. My sis and Elvis are just sitting there, not even chatting. How's this gonna work?" Xavier said, eyeballing

like the king was chill, but his helpers were

a plan.

all. Kashton had just suggested she and Elvis give it a whirl, and Xavier wasn't a fan of Brantley. Xavier might be fond of pleasure, but he was no fool-he could tell

be happy and find real joy instead

gotta trust my gut! Elvis is way better than

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the entertainment news, cracking up one minute and groaning the next,

when Juliet stopped him, grinning. "Check

from her phone, laughing out

She didn't

her, then at her flawless profile, not a pore

she had a screw loose. Was it really that

kept reading jokes, giggling non-stop. Sharing a laugh was great, but after

Juliet turned to ask,

was easy on the eyes with sharp features and deep brown eyes, but he had an air about him that

your sign?"

hands on her hips.

you always so

a few

impossible to be friendly?" Juliet

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off keeping our distance. Trust me, you don't want to be friends with someone like me" Elvis replied, his

QUMS

I'm cool with making friends, as long as it's not

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