“A boy obsessed.”
I turn over my shoulder to find Collins standing behind us.
Reaching down, she runs a light finger overBlake’s cheek. “Darcy just told me that Archer said Emmett was feeding Blake in the dead of night. No man cares for another guy’s child if his world doesn’t revolve around their mama.”
The use of that name has my thighs pinching in the best way possible.
All three of them notice, and Kate’s dirty giggle causes me to snort right before Darcy stands from her chair, clinking a fork against a glass.
“I want to make a little announcement before we all eat and drink way too many cocktails.”
“Alcohol is bad for you,” Will pipes up. “It’s important to treat your body like a temple.”
“And now he’s quoting his father too,” Kate mumbles behind a hand. “Lord save me. My daughter might also go by the name JJ, but my son is basically his dad.”
Darcy deadpans at Will before continuing, “I know some of you have traveled all the way from other states to be here today …” She looks at Mia and Luna. “And I’m so happy to have the whole Scorpions-Blades family here together to celebrate a milestone in two amazing women’s lives.” Her eyes land on Felicity and then Kate. “Morgan Jones LLP is going to take over the world!”
She thrusts her fist into the air right as the kitchen doors swing open, and two servers wheel out the biggest cake I have ever seen. It’s five tiers of buttercream deliciousness.
“Umm …” Luna looks confused. “Don’t we eat cake after lunch?”
“We shouldn’t eat cake, period.”
Kate tosses what remains of her breadstick at her son. “Give it a rest, William.”
Darcy waves a hand in front of her. “Eh, it’s a small detail. Some rules are there to be broken.”
Will’s upper lip tips up at that, and he raises his water glass in the air. “Eat well. Play hard.”
Against my foot, I feel a vibration coming from my bag.
Kate must’ve felt it, too, as she reaches down and hands me my purse. “Let me guess. It’s the boy.”
I don’t need to say anything since my giddy grin provides the answer.
Emmett
We’re flying back from Dallas earlier than originally scheduled. The boys all want to go out and celebrate making the playoffs, but I want to celebrate in a different way.
I type out a quick response as Darcy begins cutting the cake.
Me
Is this where you turn all coy and suggest we watch another soccer game in your bed?
Emmett
Nah, being coy was so last season. I’m entering my candid era.
I want to fuck you in my bed. Hard.
I tingle everywhere.
Me
I’m sitting around a table full of your teammates’ wives. You’re so inappropriate.
Emmett
