His nostrils flared the tiniest bit, and his jaw muscle flexed.
The two just stared at each other. Emmy had nothing to be ashamed of.
No doubt he could smell exactly what she’d done. And if not, he could look in Delaney or Rhea’s head to find out — but so what if she’d fucked two men? It was her damned body.
Spence came around the back of the SUV and asked, “How was the game?”
“We won,” Rhea said. “And the party afterward kicked ass.”
“And Emmy has a new favorite sport,” Delaney quipped.
Emmy didn’t want the conversation to turn to the party, so she quipped. “Yeah, ice skating interrupted by fights. What’s not to love?”
Zander said nothing, but Spence chuckled and asked, “Big crowd?”
“Wild,” Delaney confirmed. “A few fans were ejected for fighting, too.”
Emmy’s stomach twisted, but Spence kept the conversation moving, walking to the door.
Delaney headed toward security’s area, and Emmy walked with Rhea to the kitchen.
While the meat cooked, they mixed horseradish, sour cream, mayo, and some chives.
“I’m going to need details,” Rhea said.
“Not out here.”
Zander would know everything Rhea knew. How much did she want to tell her friend?
Fuck, she decided not to base her decision on that.
“My dad keeps sending takedown demands, so the porn sites don’t host the videos of me. The MIT one, I was underage, and he actually had a few sites prosecuted for that, so it doesn’t often pop back up, though it sometimes does on the overseas sites.” She blew out a breath. “I was eighteen for the balcony one though, and it keeps getting uploaded, which wouldn’t be terrible if they didn’t tag myname. I’m not ashamed of myself, but society has weird ideas about it.”
She shrugged. “Worked in my favor tonight, but it’s usually a negative.”
“What was up with the staredown with Zander?”
“I think he’s having a hard time seeing me as a woman instead of the little girl who used to live next door. He’s a damned ancient vampire — you’d think he’d be used to humans and shifters growing up.”
“But you were really close to him, right?”
“Yeah. He was my Uncle Abbott, and I adored him. I was sad when he moved away.”
The air fryer beeped, and they dumped the chicken into a huge bowl, grabbed the ramekin of dip, and headed to Rhea’s room to share secrets in private.
“Did Lucas make you consent before he fucked you?” she asked Rhea.
“Yes! It was …odd. Made me do multiplication while we undressed, and then doublechecked right before his dick went in.”
“From what I gather, there are team rules about consent. I’m guessing they have to confirm you aren’t too drunk to consent, and then do a check-in before the actual deed happens. I mean, probably not a terrible idea for a bunch of aggressive males, but yeah. It was odd.”
“I’m not sure I could’ve relaxed and enjoyed myself knowing Delaneywas listening.”
Emmy shrugged. In truth, she hadn’t been thinking about it. “Delaney’s cool. Her job is to keep me alive and not kidnapped, not to judge me. I’ve hadmuchworse guards.”
“The princess thing?”
“That’s part of it. Tell me about Lucas.”
