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“What do you mean?” Dawson asked, clearing his throat, casting me a sly grin.
“I mean, the tension between you two when you last showed up here was thicker than a fucking poundcake.”
We both laughed, and I could see I was not the only one blushing.
“That obvious, huh?” Dawson asked with a chuckle.
His brother rolled his eyes. “Well that, and you’ve been talking about the guy for like, two years.”
I turned to raise an eyebrow at Dawson. “Really now? I hope they were only good things,” I teased him.
Dawson grinned devilishly.
“Actually they were terrible things. Long list of grievances.”
I bet they were.
“Mhmmm.” I fought my own smile as Dawson wrapped his arm around my shoulder and pulled me tightly to him, pressing his lips to my forehead.
EPILOGUE
Dawson
“If I recall correctly, I believe your words were, ‘not if he was the last dick on earth,’” Mitchell said with a grin.
Nolan turned to look at me with judgment. “Really, Dawson?”
“To be fair, you were quite infuriating...” I scoffed.
Nolan rolled his eyes. “Says the asshole whose sole desire in life was to make my job a living hell.”
“Maybe that wasn’t his only desire,” Cade said with a smirk.
“Obviously,” Weston chimed in as he pulled Cade close.
“I’m surrounded by idiots,” I huffed, throwing my hands up in the air.
The waiter came with our drinks and a basket of wings, and I noticed someone kicking me under the table. I didn’t have to look to know who it was, since it was coming from the seat beside me. I shot a wary look to Nolan, who was smugly shaking his head.
“You are an idiot,” Nolan teased.
“But you still love me,” I teased him back.
Nolan shook his head.
I licked my lips as I dove in for a wing as the karaoke singer exited the stage.
“Don’t worry you can get your revenge later,” I said, flashing him a wink as I ate my wing.
“I’ll hold you to that,” Nolan promised, taking a sip of his beer.
“I’m counting on it,” I growled wickedly as I leaned in and kissed the man of my damn dreams quickly in front of all my friends, in the glow of the bar where it all started.
The karaoke singer who’d taken the stage actually sounded really good, singing Ozzy’s Bark At The Moon.
“I’m going up,” Nolan said as he jumped off the barstool beside me.
“Really now? Since when do you like being the center of attention?” I scoffed.
