Page 203 of Nothing Special X: The Last Stand

Fox walked backward in front of them, hands spread. “So, since we’re all emotional and getting old, I have a question.”

“Oh boy,” Hart rumbled.

“You don’t even know the question.”

“I know you.”

Fox ignored him. “Wonder who’s gonna tie the knot next.”

Groans rose from half the group.

Day perked up. “Now that’s a good question.”

Ruxs pointed at Hart. “Free and Hart.”

Hart’s head snapped toward him. “What?”

Green nodded. “Yep.”

Hart rubbed his hand over his long beard. “I’m not totally opposed to it, and Free’s definitely got me by the beard, but I don’t think we’re ready for that yet.”

Fox pointed between Furi and Syn. “Could be those two.”

Furi smiled at him.

Syn pointed at him. “Careful.”

Michaels chuckled. “I’m with Ruxs. My money’s on Hart and Free. He turned down Hollywood for him.”

Syn leaned against the fence rail, grinning at Ro and Johnson. “Nah. I’m betting Ro and Johnson.”

Ro turned. “Excuse me?”

Syn nodded with conviction. “After living with them for a week, I can confirm they are domesticated to the max.”

Johnson’s brows lifted.

Syn continued. “Fully. Completely. Embarrassingly domesticated. They eat at a table. They have throw pillows and matching monogrammed hand towel sets. Johnson makes tea, and they actually have tea time where they talk.” Syn used air quotes around the word ‘talk.’ “They even go to bed at the same time.”

Day frowned. “At the same time? Really.”

God tilted his head. “Damn, brother.”

Ro scowled. “Y’all are childish.”

Johnson stepped behind him and wrapped both arms around him, pulling Ro back against his chest.

Johnson cupped Ro’s jaw with such open tenderness they all went quiet despite themselves.

“What do you think, Sasha?” Johnson asked. “Think it’ll be us next?”

Every head snapped toward them.

Then the entire group yelled at once.

“Sasha!”

Ro whipped around, glaring at everyone. “What?”