Knox POV
Dancing always seemed to k****e a romantic fire in women. Most of the ladies that I had seen dancing in the clubs were always smiling and flirting with their partners, so I wasn't surprised to see Lottie's more daring side when she agreed to return with Kane and me. But I promised my girl that the party wasn't over, and that was a promise I intended to keep.
Taking the bottle of tequila from her hands as I placed her down on the floor in my bedroom, I smirked, seeing her look around the room.
"Does it look different?" I asked with a sly smile, painting my lips.
"Since last night?" she sassed, looking over her shoulder with a smile. "No!" Her eyes shone with the memories of last night. A smile gripped my lips as the memories danced across my vision, too. I couldn't help but won
