SOPHIA
In the kitchen, I stare at the pancake before I flip it. Roman uses my hand, flipping it for me. He kisses my cheek. “Gunner didn’t sleep with her. Or kiss her.”
I don’t doubt him, but I don’t like seeing it either. The idea of any of the guys with another woman kills me. I flip the pancake so hard that it lands on Roman. He chuckles and tosses it in the trash before kissing my cheek.
“This will make you feel better.”
He pulls out his phone and shows me a video of Gunner on the pole. He slides down with the same woman’s help and points her to a girl that’s practically in love. Candy whispers something in Gunner’s ear, and then Gunner gets into Nick’s lap to grind on him. I laugh once, then shake my head and pour more pancake batter into the pan.
Roman stashes his phone and kisses my neck. “We all love you.”
“And I love you guys, I just …” I slump. “I worry.”
“You have no reason to. I promise.” He insists. “We can’t think about anyone but you. Do you know how unsatisfying that club was?”
“You were supposed to have fun,” I grumble.
“And not think about the sexiest woman we know?” He asks. “Impossible.”
“Maybe I should take those pole dancing classes. I think Gunner could benefit from them too.” I glance over my shoulder, where he’s still rubbing his head.
Holden brings him Gatorade and reminds him he’s not twenty. Gunner groans and I decide to get him some bacon too. I throw sausage on because why not and finish things up. Once I have one plate ready, I hand it to Roman.
“Before he gets sick.”
The girl comes back out in one of my dresses and kisses my cheek. “Thank you, beautiful.”
“Sophie.” I offer her my hand.
“Candy.” She grins. “It’s my real name, not just my stage name.”
“Good to know.” I nod. “Do you want some breakfast?”
She looks me over, slowly putting her hand on her hip. “That depends …”
“Sophie’s not the breakfast.” Roman wraps a possessive arm around me.
Candy pouts. “Shame.”
Yup. Gunner and I are fine. Candy leaves after another minute, and then Gunner gets up and stumbles, dropping his plate in the sink. “Not drinking ever again.”
“I give it one day.” Holden chuckles.
I rub Gunner’s back. “Oh, hotness. You need to go lay down.”
He kisses me softly. “You’re not mad?”
“No.” I shake my head. “Candy made things perfectly clear.”
He nods then stumbles to his room. I sit in a chair and put my feet up. Nick takes my hand. “We should go shopping for Hawaii.”
“Bikinis, dresses, all of it.” He purrs. “But it has to pass a check.”
“What kind of check?”
“My check.” He winks.
I laugh and nod. It’s a good start for next weekend. “But nothing too sexy. All eyes on the bride.”