“We’re picking up Emmie on the way.”
He lets out a sigh. “Really?”
“Yep. It’s totally her thing, don’t you think?”
“Probably,” he admits. “The guys won’t be happy.”
“Fuck the guys. It’s my night too, and I want one of my girls there.”
“You couldn’t have just invited Calli?”
“You think she'd have any interest in watching a couple of guys beat the shit out of each other?”
“Not for a second, but at least we wouldn’t have to put up with her and Theo eye-fucking each other all night.”
I can’t help but laugh.
“Maybe we should send them in the ring. Make them hash out whatever it is that’s going on between them.”
“It’s fight night, baby. Not live porn night.”
Releasing his waist, I swat his shoulder playfully.
“You’re a nightmare.”
“You can break the news to Theo.”
“Or we can send him with the others and we’ll turn up with his little surprise in tow.”
Seb shakes his head in amusement. “You’re playing with fire,” he warns.
“Yep, it’s fun. Now let’s go.” Yanking the door open, I march through it to where the guys are still waiting.
“Holy shit,” Alex blurts out before damn near choking on his beer.
Nico slaps him on the back, way too hard, in order to help him out.
“Yeah, I think you fucking got it,” he complains, punching Nico in the shoulder.
“You look banging, Princess,” Nico says, lazily running his eyes down my body.
“Do you want to make it to the fucking fight?” Seb growls from behind me.
“All right, chill the fuck out, man. I’ve hardly bent her over the sofa and fucked her.”
“The fact that you’re thinking about it is bad enough,” Seb mutters.
“Fuck’s sake,” Theo says, collecting up the bottles and dumping them in the kitchen. “Let’s go before fight night ends up being here.”
Grabbing a jacket, he pushes his arms through it before dragging his gun from the drawer and tucking it into the back of his pants.
“You got yours?” Seb asks me, and I pat my purse.
“Good to go. My knife is in my pocket, too.”
“Good. Stella and I are driving separately. We’ll meet you there,” he tells the others as they make their way down the stairs toward the garage.
“Why?” Alex calls back. “Need to make a pit stop for a little alone time?”