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“Her job is everything to her.”
“Yeah, so?” West gave him a lecherous look. “You planning on breaking some rules of the road up there behind her privacy curtain when we’re all asleep?”
Ryan had to grin. And just in case, he turned on the faucet to add some cushioning noise. He wouldn’t put it past his bandmates to hold a glass against the door to aid in eavesdropping. “If she’d let me, hell yeah.”
West narrowed his eyes and tilted his head. “You’re gone over her.”
Ryan started to deny it. If he gave West an inch, he’d make them into a committed couple like him and Lo in no time. Next thing Ryan knew, West would be scheduling a year of double dates and couples’ cruises and who knew what else. West and Lauren were so happily settled, so completely into each other, that it was hard not to look at them and wonder.
If West—the guy who’d made the single life into a Holy Grail—could settle down, Ryan was pretty certain he could too. He didn’t need a new woman a week. That wasn’t his thing at all.
Denver, on the other hand, treated any kind of routine like a disease.
“We’re new,” he said, instead of everything else swimming in his brain. “It wasn’t planned, it just…happened. There’s no timetable. We’re just going with it.”
“Just messing around then.” West crossed his arms. “Slapping the salami, stroking the peach.”
“You have been hanging out with Lo way too much.”
West shrugged. “Least we aren’t in denial about what we are to each other. I see your face when you talk to her—hell, even when you talk about her. You’re in trouble, dude.”
“It’s not trouble if I’m exactly where I want to be.”
“It is if you’re there alone.”
Ryan didn’t say anything. As if he hadn’t had that exact thought a million times.
“Look, don’t wanna piss in your Cheerios. I’m happy for you guys. Honestly. If you two were a permanent thing, game night would be a standing tradition and Lo would be well on her way to achieving her goal of us having couple friends.”
Ryan scratched his belly. “Is that what it means to be shacked up?”
“Pretty much, son.” West smacked him on the back. “All things are for the good of the union.”
“You mean the good of your dick?”
“My dick is also good for the union.” He grinned. “So we’re going to the Urban concert, right? Lo has her heart set on Haywood meeting us there.”
“Yeah, Den’s okay with stopping.”
“Great.” West took a step toward the door, pausing as Ryan placed his hand on his arm. Looking down at it, West cocked a brow. “Did Jules’s man-on-man talk get you riled up? If so, let me call Lo. She’d want to take video.”
Ryan had to laugh. “You’re happy. I mean, I know you are, but humor me. No regrets?”
“About being with Lo? Fuck no. I regret all the years I didn’t know her. All the times I didn’t have my head screwed on straight and had no clue she was out there.” He exhaled. “A lot of the shit I went through would’ve been easier to deal with if I’d known.”
Ryan swallowed, nodding. He might’ve given the same damn answer if he’d been asked, and Christ, that was terrifying. “I hear that.”
“So no, I regret nothing. She’s the fucking sun, man.”
“Yeah.” Nodding again, Ryan gripped the handle of the faucet without turning it off. Just another minute more. “You won’t say anything.”
“Even to Michael?”
Ryan shook his head. “For her.”
“Okay. Mum’s the word. But you guys suck at being secretive.”
“I suck at it. She’s a damn ace.”
