the catacombs?" she asked, narrowing her eyes at the murder weapon Kyan had decided to keep.
"You haven't been beyond the gate down there since we killed that scumbag," Saint said dryly, like that was a normal subject matter to discuss over dinner.
"Well, I...haven't had any reason to," she said with a shake of her head though there was a little hesitance which suggested she hadn’t wanted to either.
"If you're not afraid, then prove it," Kyan dared. "We will give you the key to the gates and a five minute head start. If you can find your way out before we catch you then you can have an entire week of us following your commands instead of the other way around."
"Speak for yourself," Saint scoffed and Kyan huffed irritably, throwing me a look.
"I'm in," I agreed. "But I won't lose, so I'm not worried."
"All I have to do is make it out to the beach before you catch up and I get you both as my personal servants for the week?" Tatum clarified, ignoring Saint as she looked between me and Kyan hungrily.
"Yeah, baby," Kyan agreed.
"And what if I lose?" she asked, realising there was a catch.
"If one of us catches you, we get to fuck you down there in the dark," Kyan said with a feral smile that said the idea of using a crypt where we'd killed someone for a hook up actually turned him on more. Crazy motherfucker. Although…that did sound kind of hot, so I guessed I was a crazy motherfucker too.
Tatum bit her lip as she looked between us and then glanced at the door which led down to the gym and the catacombs below.
"That kinda sounds like I win either way," she joked and my smile widened as I realised I was actually getting a green flag here. "But what if both of you catch me at once?"
I exchanged a grin with Kyan and shrugged lightly. "Same rules apply, sweetheart."
Tatum sucked in a breath as she considered that, looking between the two of us like she wasn't totally sure for a minute, but the way she bit her lip said the idea was tempting her.
"Remember how good it felt when we had you pinned between us before," I purred and Saint huffed irritably, but everyone ignored him. We didn’t need a wet blanket dampening our three way plans. He needed to get on board or stop pouting about it.
"Okay then," she agreed, the light in her eyes saying she was at least a little tempted to lose on purpose. Game on.
"Are you even going to try and run, baby?" Kyan asked with a cocky laugh and she rolled her eyes as she pushed to her feet.
"Watch me, baby," she mocked, her whole demeanour shifting as she got herself into the headspace to win. But she was sorely fucking mistaken if she thought that was going to happen. I never lost at anything. Definitely not something with a prize this fucking good.
"The keys are in my nightstand," Saint said, still looking pissed off, though there was something more to his expression now too. "Your five minutes starts now, siren. So you'd better run."
"Asshole," she cursed as she tore away from us and bolted up the stairs to find the keys.
I grinned as I stood too, heading down into the gym with Kyan at my side, laughing like all his birthdays had just come at once.
We made our way to the gates which led down into the catacombs and as I turned back to look for Tatum, I was surprised to find Saint following us down too.
"I thought you didn't want to play?" Kyan teased as he rolled his shoulders back and I realised why he'd made the effort to change into something easier to run in. Asshole. But I’d beat him even if I had to do it in my school uniform. Tatum was still in hers too, so she would have to deal with it the same as me.
"I don't," Saint drawled. "It's still against the rules to fuck her. But if either of you manages to catch her and does then I want to make sure I know which of you will need to be punished for it in the morning."
"Riiiight, that's why you wanna watch," I mocked and he cut me a glare but before we could say any more, Tatum shot down the stairs and raced towards us with the keys in her grasp.
"Catch me if you can," she taunted, running straight