“The girls have their own people watching them,” Koz growls from behind me.
And then Puck crowds around me too. He’s a little more obvious in why he thinks I should go. “Come on, Raney, you have to go. I’ve been planning on sneaking into the change rooms. I’ll send you back to pack him with a,” he leans down to whisper in my other ear, “swollen, wet pussy and a stomach full of come.”
I go to say something but all of a sudden the girls start barging their way into my private conversation. Heidi grabs me in a headlock before yahooing and dragging me away like I’m a steer at the rodeo. And to add to the chaos, Simona gets in on Heidi’s scene stealing by fake humping me up the ass, making me bunny hop my way to the car. I swear to god, I wish the earth would swallow them up whole.
“Raney’s send off into pack life starts now. See you, boys. Hope you can keep up,” Tristan yodels over the top of my shrieking demands that the girls let me up before she too starts rubbing her knuckles over my head like a thirteen-year-old, along with my flowers, meaning I’m getting covered in wisteria blossom while I’m getting a noogie. “Stop fighting me, Raney.”
I’m not. But it doesn’t stop the three of them accosting me. Clearly, they’re having a great time at my expense if you use their laughter and noise as a measure. Eventually I pinch Heidi’s thigh. Hard. She retaliates by nearly squeezing my neck to breaking point and laughing the whole time as I fight against her.
“Ho, get her ass in the car. Bye guys, we’ll look after her, we promise,” Tristan says almost angelically. Even going as far as grabbing my hand and squeezing it. “Koz… we’re going to be way longer than two hours. It’s private girl time, so no rushing or interrupting.”
And since I can’t do a thing but stumble along, as Sim keeps fake fucking my ass and Heidi starts trotting like a damn show pony, I end up getting shoved face first in the back seat of the town car before I can free myself from them.
The door barely slams behind us before Tris is screaming at the driver to gun it. By the time I’ve rolled over to my side and got some air in my lungs, the three of them are hanging out the windows, making it rain champagne on anyone who gets in our way.
With them distracted, I start looking for exits, even considering the pain factor if I do a duck and roll out one of the doors. Before I make any solid headway, the three of them have a complete paradigm shift and slump back in their seats to glare wordlessly at me. They completely mirror each other—lips pinched and eyebrows drawn up expectantly. Their individual scents even get all tart to match the looks on their faces.
“What?” I sass out, breaking the dramatic pause. Although it comes out like a wheeze because of being strangled.
“Don’tyouwhat us!” Heidi says slowly pointing her recently manicured nail at me. “We said photos of Pucky boy were expected. And you agreed. Straight a-fucking-way too.” She leans forward, swinging a sweeping look at Simona and Tris. “Did we get any?” she asks.
The both of them gasp melodramatically before digging out their phones, pretending to double check. Honestly, it’s like they’ve choreographed the whole thing. Come to think of it, they probably did.
Rolling my eyes, I ignore their whining about not getting Puck photos. The thought of sharing even a photo makes me want to scratch their eyes out, and I love my girls way too much to hurt them. “You want to explain what the hell that was all about?” I huff, glaring right at Heidi when my fingers get caught trying to untangle the flowers from my hair.
“Oh? You’re still pissy because we did a loud snatch and run? Come off it! If we didn’t do something as offensively as what we had to endure, for you, we’d still be stuck back there listening to all the strong alphas lecturing us endlessly about staying safe and being good. No shit, we thought our over the top and super screechy way would have worked in our favour. And it did…” She waves her hand around. “No moody alphas. No dipshit bodyguards. Just the two in the front, but they don’t really count.”
She’s not wrong, instead of having an alpha or five in the car with us, it’s just Lew and Rhodes. Which makes our escape, and small security detail, as impressive as she’s making it out to be.
“You didn’t want to give me a little warning?” I mumble, rolling my eyes as I dig out a fresh bottle of champagne for us.
Tris jumps over to my bench seat and gives me a side cuddle. Her sweet scent of bubble-gum is a settling reminder of how much these girls mean to me. Even when they embarrass the shit out of me. “Koz flew us in early to surprise you. We figured if any of us said anything, you’d figure it out straight away. It’s so romantic, isn’t it… him getting us here, the flowers, the very loud way he’s making sure you and the rest of the world know what’s going to happen. Enjoy it, Raney.”
I lean into her hug. “Heidi completely fucked my hair though.” I scowl at her.
“She just missed you.” Tris smiles sweetly. God, this girl is so sugary perfect.
“I missed you guys too. Speaking of escaping, where’s Ayden?” I ask, looking at Heidi, my voice dropping down low and filling full of my concern for her. “I didn’t even see him.”
“Just leave it be,” Heidi says softly as her usually ripe apple scent sours at the mention of his name.
Ayden and Heidi have a complicated relationship. Even more complicated than my broken past. And yeah, Heidi and I immediately bonded over our broken hearts.
“Heidi—”
We get interrupted by her phone, and she answers it without breaking eye contact with me, holding it up so we can all hear Ayden going fucking psycho at her. I snatch the phone out of her hand. “Ayden…” I purposely keep my voice soft despite the bitter anger burning through my blood at him being like this with her again. “Tap out right now. Take yourself out of Heidi’s security detail or I will do it for you. Honestly, how fucking disrespectful are you being today of all days? You know she’s with us, and we will not put up with your bullshit today.”
He hangs up on me before I can finish laying down the law. And I pass her phone back to her before digging mine out. Dialling one handed, I pass the champagne over to Simona so I can hold Heidi’s hand, trying to get her apple scent to not be as sour. But she’s hurting.
“Micina, you’re calling sooner than I thought.” Koz pretty much purrs in my ear and the girls roll their eyes when I scent up the space in my happiness.
“I know, right?” I answer, my earlier mood replaced by my giggly happiness. Sue me, I’m hours away from bonding this man.
Koz chuckles in my ear when I don’t answer, but all of a sudden I’m getting a little distracted by what we are doing in a very short amount of time. He interrupts my thoughts. “What can I do?”
“Koz, Ayden’s here. He’s being a prick already.”
He is quiet for a second, and I can hear a shuffle of his movement in our phone call. “Hmmm, sorry I didn’t notice him arrive, but I spot him now. I’ll speak with him as soon as we park.”
