"Dating, huh?" Wynn gave a sly grin. "I wasn't aware we had reached that point in our relationship."
I sank down in the seat and chewed on my lower lip. "Well, I...uh...I just..."
"He's fucking with you, Piper." Allister shoved Wynn's shoulder. "Give the girl a break. She just relearned to breathe, she doesn't need you giving her another heart attack."
Thankful for Allister's involvement, it was completely out of left field when Drake asked, "So, when do I get a turn?"
"What?" I choked out, my eyes bugging from my head. "What do you mean, when do you get a turn?"
Drake leaned forward, propping his elbows on his knees and grinned. "You know. To take you out. Allister and I would both like to have the chance to woo you. You still call it that now, don't you?"
I nodded, my face even redder than before. "Yes."
"Good. Then we want a turn."
I glanced between the two of them, and God help me, but the first thing that came to mind was both of themwooingme at the same time. Rayne snickered and I kicked his shin from my seat.
"Ow!" Rayne rubbed his leg. "What'd I do?"
I narrowed my eyes at him. "You know."
Thankfully, I didn't have to answer the twins' question right then because the limo stopped. Darren came around and opened the door. "We're here."
I scrambled to get out first. "Thank God. I need a drink."