Preston pulls another set of documents from his briefcase and lays them out on the table. There are colorful tabs jutting out all around the document, all pointing to places where signatures are needed.
Knox gives my hand a light squeeze before he drops it and stands beside Callum.
Thirty minutes later, the last document is being signed.
It’s done.
I’m officially a partial owner of a sex club.
I’m legally bound to my men. It’s just a sex club, but… I take a deep breath, letting the moment pass before it swallows me. Do the men know that? They sign contracts all the time.
Knox is walking Preston and Eliza to the door with Callum.
“What’s wrong?” Emmett asks when they leave the room, walking over.
“Nothing.”
“Ev,” he scolds.
“That was… just… we are bound together through this club.”
He smiles. “I know.”
“You know?”
“Yes. You didn’t?”
“Well, I mean I did, but I didn’t really realize…”
“We love you, Ev. We want you to be in every part of our lives.”
When I walk into his arms, he squeezes me tightly, and a moment later, I feel Jax pressed behind me.
“My favorite kind of sandwich,” he says with his nose pressed into my hair. “You smell like the sun and coconut.”
“I was sunbathing an hour ago. Wait. I was sunbathing an hour ago.”
"I feel you intended to say something different, but it just sounded the same to me,” Emmett says.
“She was sunbathing an hour ago, E,” Jax teases.
“Yes. I get that, but I’m also not getting it.”
I press my lips to Emmett’s and then turn to give Jax a kiss. “You guys are a bunch of assholes. I was sunbathing an hour ago and now I’m a partial owner of a sex club. You somehow worked your voodoo magic on me.”
“Is that what you think?” Jax says, sliding his hand up my leg.
When he sighs, I let out a laugh.
“No fucking panties.”
“I had little time! Putting some on would have wasted time, and I needed my hair presentable.”
“Do you hear yourself?” he quips.
“Yes. Do you realize your finger is inching ever closer to my clit?”
“Yes. We have to celebrate.”
