Page 80 of Nothing to Tell

“We could be in a cesspool, and you’d still expect to get yours.Never heard you say no.”

“Never will, Lola Bunny.Never will.”

Without looking, Roxie tapped Zairn’s hand that now rested flat on the bar.“But you’re missing the point.”

“Baby, I’d be amazed if you had one.”

“Love,” Roxie said.“Comes after we get the sex part right.We have to get that part right for Harper first.”

“There is more than one Breckenridge present,” Zairn said.

“Yes!Breckenridges!”Roxie straightened fast and reached up behind her, catching the back of Zairn’s neck.“Grown up ones?Not the babies.Caber’s not here.”

“Axon is.”

“He’s too serious.We need someone fun.Caspian’s here.”

“Not a Breckenridge, and Caspian’s your go to for fun?”Zairn asked, almost deadpan though his fingertips went further south, tickling their way to Roxie’s waist.“Hell if I know when you saw Caspian’s fun side.Does Caspian have a fun side?”

“Never seen it either,” Bastian said.“You can introduce Harper to anyone you want, but the only guy she’s getting set up with is me.”

And when he opened his hand to her, she took it.“Caspian’s one of your good friends?”

“He is.Breck’s somewhere around with Sequoia too.You should meet her.”

“Sequoia is amazing,” Roxie said, exaggerating the last word.“But Breck’s too serious too.”Her friend frowned at the man curving an arm around her.“How come all your friends are boring and serious, Mr.Hunt?”

“Comes from prioritizing success,” Bastian said, the warmth of the words proved he wasn’t offended.“We build up our businesses—”

“At the cost of your personal lives.I’ve heard it, you break your mother’s heart,” Roxie said.“Maybe we need a man makeover too.”

“You can’t get more gorgeous than Bastian.”

“Not in looks, honey, he has that in spades.Just a few tweaks, here and there.Change his priorities.Wash out some of that starch, loosen him up.”

Except the Bastian she knew was loose.He smiled.He laughed.There weren’t words for how much she adored him.

Maybe Caspian and Breck weren’t as rigid and boring as Roxie thought.It was all in the eye of the beholder, right?

She wouldn’t mind meeting Bastian’s friends though, the men he’d chosen to be close to, they meant something.

Roxie picked up Harper’s drink to hand it over before raising her own.

“Girl, we have a room to work.”

The beauty tapped a manicured fingernail on her cheek.Zairn bowed to dutifully kiss the spot.Then Roxie kicked out a leg to hop off her stool.

A room to work.Oh, boy.This wasn’t a professional event where everything was under her control.She couldn’t distract and busy herself with tasks, even ones she’d made up.Still, Roxie wouldn’t abandon her and meeting Bastian’s friends…?She was too curious not to take advantage of the opportunity.

TWENTY-NINE

“CALL ME IN the morning,” Roxie said, hugging her again.“As soon as you’re awake.”

Zairn eased his wife from the embrace.“Leave the woman alone or she’ll press charges.”

“She would not in—” Roxie faltered, loosening a little.“We’re still in LA, right?”

“Still in LA,” Zairn confirmed, offering a warm smile.“You’re welcome at the club any time, Harper.”