We wave to the women at the hostess stand before we ascend the front staircase, and standing at the top are my men, looking so fucking delicious. Knox and Jax are standing on the left of the stairs and Emmett is on the right with a few of the head servers who are helping to cater for the event.
All three of them are wearing dark blue or black suits with white shirts and bowties. Their pants grip their thighs, making me feel like a lioness in the safari, while their jackets hug and flare in all the right places. Saliva floods my mouth like a broken dam floods a river. I’d never tell Callum this, but at this very second, I’m regretting not wearing any panties. The moisture pooling in my needy little pussy will prevent me from sitting down for at least an hour, if not more.
Callum and I pause on the stairs and let Lizzy greet the men first, then Emmett and the servers. Jax, Knox, and Callum are here as investors of the restaurant, not friends, even though Lizzy invited them as such.
While Lizzy is talking to the other servers, Emmett briefly looks me up and down, then tosses me a quick wink before he takes her by the arm and leads her into the party.
I greet Knox and Jax, giving them each a lingering hug and a kiss on the cheek, just off the side of their lips, inhaling their scent. It’s only been a few hours since I saw them off this morning, but I simply can’t get enough of them. I’m like a fucking cat in heat with these men.
Jax’s hand slides down my back, brushing along my ass, then pauses. He pulls back and looks at me withthatlook.
“Don’t start. I’ve already heard about it from Callum,” I mumble, pressing my hand against his hard chest.
“Girl. You do you, because God I love it when you do,” Knox defends, then leans in and whispers, “Plus, it makes it easier if I want to sneak you away during the party and show you how much Ireallylove it.” He winks, then spins away, sauntering into the party so proud of his exit. He looks over his shoulder, “If you need anything, Ms. Everlee, please don’t hesitate to let me know.”
A breath puffs out of my chest, because that’s all I can do. Just like Lizzy has a knack for making the guys speechless, they have the same effect on me, but for a very different reason.
Jax moves his hand to my hip. “Did Callum also tell you that you will be punished later?”
“You know… you keep saying that, but I haven’t seen anything I would deem worthy of punishment.” I pat his chest and walk away. The sound of his low chuckle behind me makes me smile and causes a tingle to race up my spine.
Perhaps a promise of what’s coming.
EVERLEE – LEAKY FAUCET OF AROUSAL
MystomachturnswhenI see no missed calls or text messages from Beckett. He and Will were supposed to land at noon, and it’s just past four in the afternoon and there’s been no word. I didn’t want them calling me because I didn’t want Lizzy to see and have the surprise be ruined, but a quick text would have sufficed!
A scream echoes out, followed by a shrill and then laughter.
Problem solved.
When I get through the crowd, Lizzy is screaming at Beckett, nearly jumping in his arms, and losing all sense of decorum. “You said you couldn’t come, you little shit!”
He’s laughing as he sets her back down. “We could come up for the day. We just got off our shifts this morning and then we fly back tomorrow evening.”
She gives Will a hug, then smacks him on the chest. “We are supposed to be a team against the McKinleys. You and me!”
He laughs, grabbing Beckett’s hand. “I’ll keep that in mind next time.”
“I’m holding you to it, hot stuff. Give me your phone,” she demands, holding out her hand.
He looks cautiously at Beckett, who nods, so Will relinquishes his phone slowly. She taps away quickly, entering her phone number, then takes a selfie to attach the photo to the number.
“Careful, she’s been known to make inappropriate ringtones before.”
“Stop, that was only one time, and you left me alone for several hours. What was I supposed to do?”
“Not that.”
“Pshh.” She bats her hand in the air and hands him his phone back.
He quickly glances at it, then chuckles. “Nice.” He smiles, but doesn’t explain, and I’m dying with curiosity to know how she put herself in his phone.
“Hey Beckett,” I say, moving in to give him a hug.
“Hello darling.” He pulls me in, then whispers, “Your men are looking rather delightful this evening.”
“Very delightful. Yours as well.”
