Aiden: What a cliché booty call, ma'am
Dani: There's a reason it works
Aiden: Who said it is?
Dani: Are you saying you don't want to get your dick sucked tonight?
Aiden: I didn't say that…
Dani: That's what I thought. Are you home?
Aiden: No I'm out at Graffiti. Wanna join for a night cap?
Dani: It's a testament to how hot you are that even using that phrase doesn't lessen my attraction to you…
Dani: I'll be there in 15
I look up from my phone, all earlier doubts banished from my head and a giddy sort of excitement filling my chest. I don't realize I have a stupid grin on my face until I meet Max's gaze and he knowingly rolls his eyes.
"Lucy and Jax are on their way," he comments, taking a sip of his drink. "And speaking of Jax, apparently Remy and Hailey are coming tonight, too. So we'll get to witness the shit show of Jax and Hailey publicly together for the first time."
I'm momentarily distracted by that thought because he's right, it'll be interesting to see those two together. Jax has been protective of Hailey from day one, and it's got nothing to do with her being Remy's little sister and Jax's best friend. None of us ever thought of them as a couple but it makes sense now that I think about it. He's been slightlytooprotective of her lately.
"Am I right in assuming Dani's coming out?" Max asks, shaking me from my thoughts.
I turn my attention back to him as I take a sip of my drink. "Yeah. She's on her way."
He nods. "Cool." Then he glances at me hesitantly before asking, "Arewecool?"
At that, I startle. "What? Of course we are, why wouldn't we be?"
He shrugs, but I can tell he's slightly uncomfortable. "Just making sure. I know you said you two aren't serious but… I didn't want you to think I was moving in on her or something. You know, after last night." He glances up at me, waiting for my reaction.
"Because we both fucked her?" I blurt, so surprised by the question that I can only blink in confusion. "Dude, it was myidea. How could I be mad at that?"
Again, he shrugs in answer.
His concern makes me narrow my eyes in suspicion. "Doyou want to move in on her? Is that what you're telling me?"
His eyes widen immediately. "No! I mean, she's great and all, but… not really my type. And she's yours. Regardless of what you say," he adds, cutting me off with a knowing look when I open my mouth to contradict him.
I sigh in defeat. "Alright fine. She feels like mine. But Ilikedsharing her with you. I don't know if we'll ever do it again, but I definitely don't regret creating a situation where, between the two of us, we made her come hard enough to pass out in my bed immediately afterwards." We both share a smug smile at the memory, although I ignore the pang that comes with the second half of that memory—the part where she left as soon as she woke up an hour later. That shealwaysleaves the second she wakes up.
I shake the thought and focus back on my best friend. “So unless you're planning on trying to lock her down—which, yes, make me slightly ornery—then we have no problems here. I promise."
He studies my expression for a moment, trying to spot if I'm lying. And I let him look.
Finally, he gives me a tight nod and turns back to his beer. "Okay then. We're good. Carry on with the best lay of your life."
"Who's the best lay of Aiden's life?" a voice pipes up behind me.
I turn to see Lucy striding up to us with a big grin on her face. She's got her trademark look on tonight: a black harness over a tank top, and her blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail to show off the shaved lines on the side of her head. She and Remy are the two main girls at the gym, and I swear there's something in the water because they both are way too confident about fucking with the rest of us.
Something Lucy proves when she plucks the beer from my hand and drinks half of it in one gulp.
"By all means, take my drink, I didn't want it at all," I comment dryly.
"You've got that nice cushy job lined up after you graduate, I think you can afford to buy me a drink," she says with a laugh, taking another big swig.