Brow pinching, Nat shook her head as she stared at her eldest sister. “What the hell does that even mean?”
“It means y’all have a sex routine,” Nash, herformerbest friend, said.
“Excuse me?”
Nash lifted one shoulder, a grin curving his lips. “I thought that was kinda obvious. Y’all aren't exactly hidin’ it.”
“Oh, well then, please enlighten me.” She made acontinue ongesture.
“I don't think that’s such a great idea,” Asher said into his beer before taking a sip.
“No, no. I wanna know how they think we’re…what? Engagin’ in foreplay out here?”
“Now you’re gettin’ it,” Nash said with a wink.
“That’ssonot true!”
“You’re deludin’ yourself if you think you don't spend the entirety of the time Asher plays lookin’ at him like you're ready to rip off his clothes,” Mac said.
“I look at him like that all the time.Hello? Have you seen him?” She flung out a hand and gestured to her husband’s hotness. How she’d gone two decades prior to them hooking up without the desperate need to climb on and take him for a ride, she had no idea. Because God knew the urge was there every damn day now.
Asher huffed out a laugh and scrubbed a hand down his face. “You're only makin’ this worse, wifey.”
“Listen to your husband,” Mac said. “He’s clearly the brains in your little operation.”
“Fuck off,” Nat said, but her laughter diluted any heat the words conjured.
“Why do you think I’ve only let Ava and Ella here once to listen to Asher play?” Rory asked.
“I don't know…’cause you’re a mean mom?”
Rory shot her a glare. “No. Because I don't wanna scar them with seein’ their aunt’s sex eyes. Ava’s already a ball of hormones. I don’t need you encouragin’ her.”
“Y'all’re a bunch of liars, just tryin’ to get me riled up ’cause you love seein’ how much y’all can piss me off.”
“Don't believe us? Ask Will,” Rory said, tipping her chin up toward where Will was strolling back to their table, having left Finn behind the bar with Lily.
“Ask Will what?” she asked without looking up as she packed the diaper bag.
“They say I make sex eyes at Asher while he’s playin’.”
Will shrugged, still distracted as she searched the table for who knew what. “You do. That was in question?”
Everyone else at the table didn’t even try to hide their laughter, grinning into their beers as Nat leaned back and obstinately crossed her arms over her chest. “I hate y’all.”
“Hey, I didn’t even say anything,” Hudson said, holding up his hands.
“If you want any of that action tonight, you'll get on my side real quick,” Mac said.
Hudson dropped his hands immediately. “Your sister’s right. You do make sex eyes at Asher.”
“For the record, I’m not complainin’,” Asher said. “Like…at all. I just wanna make sure that’s clear.”
“I’m pretty sure none of our men would complain about us doin’ it,” Will said as she glanced over her shoulder toward where Finn stood behind the bar next to his twin, Drew, Lily cradled in Finn’s arms.
The two tall, built, tattooed men were gazing down at her, smiles on their faces as they ignored everything else around them, both of them very clearly wrapped around her tiny little fingers. And from the looks Drew was getting from the female patrons sidled up to the bar, his niece was proving to be quite the chick-magnet. Nat would bet money on him raking in double the numbers if he showed up to work wearing a baby carrier.
“I swear…” Will continued on a sigh, “I might’ve just had Lily a few months ago, but watchin’ him with her makes me ready to have another one.”
