Linc raises an eyebrow, but the twins smile, grab one each and do the same.
It always freaks me out a little when they do shit like that in sync.
Lucien lowers the tray to the table, plucks two shots from the tray and hands one to Avery, but just as he’s about to move closer, Mason shouts, “Toast!” He leans over Avery’s shoulder and pushes his way between her and Lucien, grabbing a shot of his own.
Not subtle at all.
Everyone congregates around us, everyone snatching up a shot glass each.
The only person without one is Octavia, but Linc notices and passes her one. She hesitates.
“It’s Jägermeister. You still like it, right?” he asks.
She nods before taking it, and we all hold them in the air.
“To Jessica, Caleb, and Noah,” Mason says.
Everyone joins in, and then we all knock them back.
Avery slams her glass down before reaching for Lucien and Ezra’s hands.
“Dance with me,” she says as she turns and tugs them behind her.
Mason’s eyes follow them as they find a spot not too far away. Ezra and Lucien cage Avery between them as they move to the music, which filters through the VIP area.
“You okay, man?” I ask Mason, my hand on his shoulder.
He just nods, turning his back to them and moving to Octavia.
“What do you say?” He holds his hand to her, and she smiles, accepting his hand as he pulls her to him, and together they begin to move.
“Right, well, I’ll go grab some more drinks,” Linc says, disappearing with the tray of empty glasses.
“How about it, Jessica, fancy a dance with us?” Noah asks.
She nods, her cheeks rosy from the alcohol.
Noah moves in behind her. As I move in front, she wraps her arms over my shoulders and begins to move.
I lower my mouth to the shell of her ear. “See, I told you one of your favourite places to be is between us,” I say.
Jessica shivers as Noah presses his lips to her other ear.
“Because you were made for us, weren’t you?” he says, loud enough for me to hear.
I press my mouth against her pulse point before my lips clamp down over her tender flesh, desperate to mark her on a deeper level, this place an aphrodisiac to my senses.
She moans, and I already know that Noah is doing the same to her other side without looking.
A loud clearing of a female throat catches my attention.
“You three want to get a room?” I look up and find Avery with a hand on her hip as she waves her other hand at where my mouth is. “And you better hope that hickey clears up by the wedding.”
Mason groans. “I did not need to see that,” he says, covering his eyes like a child, causing Octavia to laugh beside him.
“You’re so ridiculous, Mason. You should try acting like a man for once,” Avery says.
He removes his hands from his face and raises an eyebrow at her, seemingly in challenge, but she only rolls her eyes.
