Sean nudged me. “Great party, man. Myla seems great.”
I took in a long breath, looking through the sliding glass doors at my teammates and friends mingling and dancing, having a blast. Jordan was even doing a flaming bottle flare demo with a few of the bartenders she brought with her.
“Should I be worried that Jordan is going to light my place on fire?”
Sean tensed his shoulders, throwing his hands up. “I think you have maybe a twenty percent chance of that going horribly wrong, but that’s what insurance is for, right?”
I gulped down the rest of my glass of Moet. “You’re right. When you’re right, you’re right.”
Sean cocked his head, furrowing his brow. “You all right? You seem nervous.”
I pulled a black box out of my pocket and his jaw dropped. “I’m not going to ask her tonight, but I am going to ask Brayden’s permission, and I figured showing him the rock would help him agree to it.”
Myla
“So, you have to tell me—what’s it like?” Jessica was fixing up my eyeliner while I sat on the bathroom counter.
“What’s what like?” I asked, trying to hold as still as possible.
She pulled away to check out the first eye. “Sleeping with Gavin. I bet he’s incredible.”
I got instant goose bumps from even thinking about the morning sex we’d had to ring in my birthday. “It’s complete and total ecstasy. I really don’t know how else to describe it. The way he growls when I’m pleasing him—gah! It’s just so amazing. I never thought I would be able to feel so much from one man, ya know?”
McBee’s face lit up when she finished her masterpiece. “Hearing a guy moan because of you is the sexiest compliment ever.”
“I really couldn’t agree more.”
Jessica narrowed her gaze. “Is it just me or did it get really quiet all of a sudden?”
I hopped off the counter, ready to go investigate. “Yeah, it did.”
As it turned out, walking into an awkward silence was the least of my worries. Brayden came up next to me and said, “You might want to go see if Gavin is okay. Some chick walked in and he marched her right out into the hallway.”
I rushed out the front door to see a woman crying and Gavin yelling at her. “After all these years you pick tonight of all fucking nights to come to my fucking home?”
“Gavin, please, I’m sorry!”
I stood in silence, trying to figure out what was going on.
“It’s way too late for that. Just because my mother called you to tell you I’ve finally found true happiness with someone else gives you no fucking right.”
The woman was on her knees, groveling at his feet. “But, I love you.”
“Fuck you!”
Every cell in my body was buzzing. “Gavin?” I whimpered.
He turned to me with rage across his face. “Myla!” He let out a deep breath. “This is Marsheila and she was just leaving.”
Her bleached hair was sticking to her damp face as she clambered to her feet. “I’m sorry for dropping in like this.”
I grabbed Gavin’s hand. “I think he said you were leaving.” I stared her down before hitting the elevator button for her.
She shuffled away like a beat puppy with her tail between her legs. “I didn’t mean to ruin your party.”
I gave her a shit-eating grin. “Oh honey, you could never ruin my night. Thank you for leaving him so I could find the man of my dreams.”
Once the door closed, Gavin pulled me up into his arms. “I am so sorry about that, baby. My mom doesn’t know how to mind her own business.”
