Page 31 of Show Me How


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“Guys, this is Savannah,” I introduced, leaning back with a laziness I absolutely didn’t feel.“Savannah, that's Jesse, and he's Ari.And you already know Nerissa.”

“Very, very nice to meet you, Savannah,” Ari purred, his eyes running appreciatively down her body.“If you ever want to—ow!What the fuck, Jax?”

I slapped the back of his head before the stupidity left his mouth.He rubbed the spot and glared at me.

“No flirting.”

“You don't even know what I was gonna say!”

“I know the nextthreethings you're gonna say.”

Jesse snorted while Nerissa smirked over her drink.

“Dick,” he pouted.

“Ignore Ari,” Jesse said with a small smile.“Always works for me.”

“Except for when you're talking about hockey,” I pointed out.

He flipped me the bird.

“Boys, behave.We have a lady present,” Nerissa jumped in.

“I didn't mean to intrude on your night,” Savannah said.“I don't think Nerissa likes the word no.”

We all looked at Rissa, who just smiled sweetly and raised her drink to us.“You'll come to love that about me.Besides, who wants to spend their Sunday night stuck in the house all alone?Not me.”

“Savannah prefers solitude,” I intervened.

“I do.”Savannah nodded, even as her eyes were subtly darting around the room.Her sharp gaze bounced across the patrons nearby as if expecting one of them to come out and attack her.“And I have an early class in the morning.”

“Class?”Jesse asked, curiosity replacing his usual deadpan.

“I'm a law student.Third year.”

Ari let out a low whistle.“Law school?Goddamn.Brains and—”

Another smack.

“Jesus, man!”Ari yelped, dodging me.“I meant it respectfully!”

Sure.

“So basically, if Nerissa lands herself in jail, we have a lawyer in our pockets,” Jesse joked, barely able to contain his smile.His gaze lingered on her a little longer than normal before he glanced back at Savannah.

“If she doesn't charm herself out first,” Savannah countered, which earned her a deep chuckle from Jesse.

Nerissa wagged a finger at her as she purred, “I am very good at charming people.”

“At terrorizing people, too,” Ari added, leaning in with his sights set on Savannah.“There was this one time we took a trip to Vegas, and she got so fucked up she—”

“Finish that sentence and I'll tell everyone about Tracy.”

Ari gaped at Nerissa.“You wouldn't dare.”

“Try me,” she said, smirking widely behind her glass.

Ari grumbled in defeat, then looked at Savannah with puppy dog eyes.“You see what I have to deal with every day?The smacks, the taunting, the threats.”