I laughed at his put-out expression. “I know you, sweetheart. You will do anything to get a laugh. It’s one of your superpowers. So what the fuck have you done? I need to be prepared.”
Brent leaned back and looked at himself in the mirror in the visor. “I might have arranged for some surprise entertainment. I owe Daredevil a payback for sending you to the coffee shop. Especially when you used the special shampoo I’d made for him.”
“But that worked out well in the end with you on my cock. Why do you need to get him back?”
He looked over at me with a devious grin. “Because it’s my turn. And it’s what we do.”
I groaned and reached for the door handle. “You’re gonna make me have to peel Dare off you, aren’t you? I should have worn something different.”
Brent caught my forearm before we got out of the car. “Relax. It’ll be fine. And you look hot as fuck and smell even better. I just want to lick you all over.”
I narrowed my eyes at him. “Don’t start something you can’t finish and make me hard before we go into a room full of people.”
He snickered. “Okay, fine. But I’ll make it up to you tonight when we get home.”
Brent wiggled his eyebrows suggestively, but I could see something else lingering there. Something he thought he could hide from me.
“What’s on your mind?”
He nervously tapped his fingers over his lips. “I don’t want to tell anyone about us for a while. Just don’t want to look like a failure if this ends.”
I knew I still had a lot of work to do with him despite his words earlier. But I gave him the assurance he needed. “I won’t mention anything if you don’t.”
I refused to acknowledge his decree of the relationship failure part of his request.
“Okay,” he sighed in relief.
I ignored it and got out of the car. My instinct was to reach for his hand, but I shoved it in my pocket instead. There would be a day when we didn’t have to think about it. We’d just hold on to each other the way we were meant to.
When we walked into Bernardo’s, we were met by the hostess who pointed us into the dining room. I didn’t recognize many of the people in the room other than my teammates and Aidan, but I was sure that would change. Half of them were very big men that I assumed were from Greer’s team.
“Hey, Commander, glad you could make it.” GQ held out his hand for me to shake.
“Thank you for the invite.”
“Let me introduce you to everyone, Commander,” Dominick said. “Most of these guys are my teammates and their husbands.”
I nodded as Brent put his hand on my shoulder. “What do you want from the bar?”
“Scotch and soda, please,” I replied with a smile. Brent grinned at me before he realized what the fuck he was doing. I raised my brows and smiled.
“I’ll be back,” he said, moving away.
I watched for a moment, then turned back to Dominick. “Sorry.”
“No. I’m glad he’s playing nicely with others.”
I chuckled and nodded. “That’s to be determined.”
Dominick motioned me forward and introduced me to Jackson Kincaid and his husband Simon. “Jackson is the reason I’m the kicker. Without his relentless efforts to find me a job on the team, I’d probably still be the water boy.”
Simon smiled up at his husband. “That’s just the way he is.”
Dominick continued to introduce me to his friends until GQ interrupted the conversations in the room.
“The newlyweds are here!”
One look at Daredevil and Greer caused whistles and catcalls to fill the room. I’d never seen Daredevil smile like that before, but when he raised their clasped hands into the air, I saw the true happiness written all over his face.
