“Your fiancé has everyone jumping through fuckin’ hoops,” Ex said.
“Shut up,” Scar snapped.
Ex snorted. “I’m serious. People are scrambling to get all the shit done he’s asked for.”
“More like demanded,” Corvo chimed in. “He hasn’t asked anyone for shit.”
Scar slid his hand up Gage’s chest. “Everybody’s sworn to secrecy because he likes surprises.”
He turned his head into Scar’s throat inhaling his virile scent. “I never said I liked surprises. You assumed. And you just keep doing them.”
Scar pressed his lips near his ear. “I like the expressions on your face.”
“Just tell us the goddamn date!” Roz and Corvo yelled at the same time.
Scar leaned closer and said softly against Gage’s ear, “In three days.”
For a second, Gage couldn’t form any words. His mind stalled on the number as if it couldn’t be real.
Three days.
Before he could say anything, Corvo’s phone beeped, “Browns are inbound from their mission. Jo wants us in on the debrief. Let’s move.”
“Scar, eat faster. You’re coming too,” Meridian said.
“But you said I was finished for the day.”
“I lied,” Meridiam snarled. “Get your ass up.”
“Besides, why do I have to go? You’re the leader,” he said, sounding childish as he continued to pepper soft kisses along Gage’s throat.
“Because I fuckin’ said so.”
Scar sucked his teeth. “But I’m not done eating.”
“You are now,” Meridian growled, yanking Scar’s tray of untouched pizza off the table and slamming it into the trash can.
Roz was laughing so hard, he started to choke on his fries.
Meridian was already walking away fully expecting Scar to follow.
“He’s such a bully.” Scar griped.
“He treats you like that because he cares about you,” Ex said. “He wants you to learn everything he knows.”
“If that’s the case, I’d rather be dumb.” Scar huffed.
“Nailing it.”
“Fuck off, Roz!” Scar shouted.
Gage gently patted his fiancé on his cheek. “Hey.”
“I’ll probably be late tonight.” Scar said against his jaw.
He nodded, knowing their work came before romance.
“Will you wait for me?”
