She glanced over my shoulder at Forest, she pointed at her eyes and then pointed at him, mouthing that she was watching him.
Sam chuckled. “Watch out for that one, she and Bailey were on their way to getting, ‘I hate Forest’ shirts.”
“I don’t blame them,” Forest said, nuzzling against Sam like he was hiding.
Iris glared one last time before walking to deliver her drinks.
“I want to go home,” I said, turning around.
“Ok, let's go,” Sam said immediately. “I think before we leave, though, you owe Beau an apology.”
Forest scowled, saying nothing as Sam pulled him towards the crowd and he grabbed my hand like he couldn’t bear to say sorry alone. His grip tightened when we neared the table we were at. Sam said something that I couldn’t quite hear. I walked around them looking for Beau, who was sitting by Valencia.
“Hey, you ok?” I asked him, trying walk ahead, but Forest didn’t let go.
“I’m fine, it looks like you are too,” Beau said mischievously.
My cheeks grew warm. “I hope we will be.” I didn’t want to be skeptical, but I might be for a little while.
“He came back, that says a lot, and not even one week has passed.” He raised his brows.
“Yeah, there's that,” I agreed.
“Hey, I just want to say I’m sorry, man.” Forest leaned down to talk closer to Beau. “I got jealous and I wasn’t thinking.”
Beau studied him for a moment. “Well, you can’t blame me for dancing with a hot man.”
Forest chuckled, causing me to shiver from the sound. “No, I can’t.”
“I forgive you, and I’m glad you got your head out of your ass,” Beau said, shaking his hand.
“I am too,” he said, squeezing my shoulder.
“Alright, lovebirds, go have great makeup sex,” Beau smirked. “Shooo!”
He waved us off as Valencia gave Forest a dirty look, but waved us off too. Sam shook Gomez and Riggs' hands, grabbing my jacket. Riggs looked awfully smug as he watched us. Forest helped me put it on as we said goodbye to everyone.
“Can I drive since you’ve been drinking?” Forest asked, as we stepped outside.
“We can go to my house,” Sam said. “I’d like to go home in my car, though.”
I heard the undertone, the words unspoken that said, “What if you leave us again?”
“Ok.” Forest nodded. “I’ll follow you to make sure you're ok.”
“See you there,” Sam said.
Forest glanced at me like he was hoping I was going to follow him, but I needed space. “Drive safely,” I said awkwardly.
Sam led me to his car in silence. He already had the car running and I had never been more grateful for his keyless starter. Sam opened the door for me, but before he closed it, I pulled him in for a kiss.
“We are ok, right?” I asked against his lips.
“We will always be ok. Is this what you want?” Sam held my face between his hands.
“I think we still need to talk, but yes, I want Forest,” I said softly.
“Good, me too,” he said, kissing my nose.
