“Some of you don’t even do that well,” Pearl shot back.
Piney looked offended.“I look terrifying.”
“You look like a biker who would emotionally support someone through a panic attack.”The room burst into laughter.
Piney clutched his chest.“That was hurtful.”
“You literally brought Shay hot chocolate during a thunderstorm because she said lightning made her anxious,” Prime called from the hallway.
Piney pointed at him.“That was private information.”
McKayla laughed beside me, and I found myself watching her instead of the conversation.
The past few weeks had been chaos.Bodies.Blood.Threats.But somehow this woman still laughed.
I slid an arm around her waist and tugged her back against my chest.She tilted her head up toward me automatically.
Mine.
That thought came way too damn easy.
I brushed her hair back from her face and kissed her before I could overthink it.
Piney groaned loudly.“Well there goes my shot with the PI.”
The entire room erupted.
“Oh my God,” Pearl laughed.
Prime looked disgusted.“You never had a shot.”
Piney pointed at himself.“Women love mystery.”
“You eat concession stand nachos six nights a week,” Wannabe called from over by the bar.“There’s no mystery.”
McKayla laughed against my mouth, and I kissed her again just because I could.
Piney kept going.“I could’ve treated her right.”
“You absolutely could not have,” I said.
“Oh yeah?”McKayla grinned up at me.
I brushed my thumb along her jaw slowly.“Yeah, baby.”I kissed her once more.“I knew I wanted you the second I tossed you over my shoulder and hauled you off the island.”
Her eyes narrowed instantly.“The only thing I knew then,” she informed me loudly, “was that I wanted to kick you right in the dick.”
Anchor barked out a laugh.
Pearl almost folded in half laughing.
I grinned and scooped McKayla straight up into my arms.
She squealed immediately.“Push!”
I headed for the hallway.
“Put me down!”
