“Seven.”
“Shit!” Beckett shouts. “Are you plus or minus that?”
I scrunch my nose.
“Jesus, fuck.”
“She has four men. I have one. So unless she’s had over twenty-eight, then I win!”
“Yes. That’s true!” Beckett points his finger in the air.
“I’m not contesting that. It’s a valid point. I’m also not the one trying to compete in orgasms.”
“I gotta take my wins where I can get them,” Lizzy laughs. “But seriously, who had that on their bingo card?”
Emmett pulls his phone out of his pocket and flips through some pictures. “It’s on the triangle and the pentagon card.”
“Pentagon and triangle?”
“Duh. There are those two and a circle. Lizzy and Tony are the circle, we’re the triangle, and y’all are the pentagon.”
“Wait, so she got one marked off her own card.”
“I didn’t know it was a thing until just now,” I defend.
She puckers her lips at me. “You didn’t put breaded chicken cutlet on there, did you?”
“Breaded what?” Jax asks.
“Are you serious?” She asks, looking around at the guys who are all shrugging.
I shake my head, knowing what’s coming next, so I pick up Jax and Emmett’s hands and clasp mine on the outside of theirs, pushing them together, so we’re all holding hands.
“I’m going to be sorry I asked, aren’t I?” Jax mumbles.
I tilt my head up, looking at him. “Most likely.”
“Fuck.”
I’m still chuckling when Lizzy pops out of the hot tub and sits on the edge and pulls in a deep breath. When we were in highschool and she learned this, I swear she talked about it all the time. “Breaded chicken cutlet. It’s when you’re fucking a girl on the beach, you pull your dick out, stick it in the sand, then stick it back in her.”
“Fuck.” Jax twists his legs and clamps my thighs together.
“We’d never do that to our pussy,” Emmett says, rubbing my leg with his free hand.
“Thank you.”
“Why in the fuck do you know that?” Jax asks Lizzy, taking a sip of his Old-Fashioned.
How did I miss that earlier? I hold my hand out for a sip.
“I was trying to hide it from you, you little leach.”
“No wonder I missed it. Now give me.” I clasp my hands together quickly like a toddler.
He sighs and hands it over.
“Thank you, love.”
