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Jumper and Gear.
“Don’t take another fucking step into this house,” I yell down the stairs and Lennon giggles underneath me, pressing her fingers to her lips to try to muffle the sound.
“Oi,” Jumper say, loud enough for everyone to hear. “I think we walked in on something, brother.”
Gear snorts out a laugh. “Don’t be an asshole.”
“Baby,” I whisper and she meets my eyes. “I had your bag of clothes brought over earlier and it should be in the bedroom so go get changed and then come down, okay?”
She nods, leaning up to kiss me. “Okay.”
I pull out of her, missing the feel of her around me immediately and she sighs, reaching up and trailing her fingers down my abs. Shaking my head, I take her hand and press it to my lips before pulling her up off the stairs.
“Go get dressed.”
She lets out a squeal as I smack her ass but she runs up the rest of the stairs and disappears into the bedroom. One she’s out of my sight, I grab my clothes and throw them back on before heading down into the kitchen. Jumper has my jeans in his hand.
“Looking for these?”
I snatch them from him with a glare. “Don’t piss me off today.”
“Me?” he asks, trying to look innocent but the fucking grin on his face tells everyone that he knows exactly what he’s doing. “What did I do?”
“You know damn well.”
He sighs, rolling his eyes, gesturing to the three large pizza boxes and the case of beer on the counter. “You’d think you would be more appreciative to the guy who brought you pizza.”
“And why do I need this much pizza and beer?”
Spreading his arms out, he gestures to the house. “For your housewarming, fucking duh.”
“Jumper,” Lennon says, coming down the stairs in one of my t-shirts and a pair of cotton shorts that show off her delicious fucking legs. “Can you hold your hand up?”
His brows furrow but he holds one of his hands up as she closes the distance between us. She nods and then holds her own hand up, making a fist.
“And can you do this?”
Still confused, he makes a fist with his hand while Gear and I watch, amused as fuck. I have no idea where she’s going with this but knowing her, it’s going to be funny.
“Good,” she says with a nod before walking over to him and grabbing his wrist. She pulls him over to the door and then uses his fist to knock on the door. “This is what you do before you enter someone’s home.”
His head jerks back. “I know how to knock, Lenny.”
“Oh?” she asks, looking genuinely shocked but she has that damn gleam in her eye that I love so much. “Do you? I had just assumed that you were raised by wolves or something so no one had ever taught you these things.”
A laugh spills out of me as Jumper’s jaw drops and Gear coughs to cover his amusement.
“You’re so generous,” Jumper growls, looking thoroughly annoyed. She gives him a smile and shrugs.
“Just doing what I can to help the less fortunate.”
Jumper looks to me. “Dude, control your woman.”
“Why?” I ask, walking over to the counter and opening the first pizza box. “She seems to be handling you just fine.”
“She sure as fuck did,” Gear says, barking out a laugh and I grab a piece of pizza and a can of beer. I watch the three of them give each other shit. Lennon fits right in to our little group and she has no trouble giving these guys shit when they need it.
Which they always do.
