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“We should go be tourists.” Hunter didn’t sound tired either.
Just the thought of walking made my feet ache. “Not in those heels.”
“You have other shoes,” Ramsey said. “In fact, I’d bet you packed clothes, even though I told you not to.”
“I’m not taking that bet. It would be a poor way to start off a night on the strip, gambling on a loser.”
Hunter raised a hand, worked his jaw, then dropped his hand. “I’m not sure that makes as much sense as you think.”
“But you got my meaning.”
Ramsey sat up, tugging both of us with him. “Let’s go. Get dressed.” He was already on his feet. He grabbed his trousers and a tiny box fell out.
“What’s that?” Hunter’s suspicion amplified my ambivalence.
“It’s from Dottie.” Ramsey opened the velvet wrapped box to reveal a stunning ring nestled inside. The cluster of diamonds was as big as my thumb. “It’s been in the family forever. She wants me to give it to the person I marry.”Person. His wording may have been gender neutral, but the ring wasn’t.
Even if it were, it was only going to fit one finger at a time. “It’s pretty.” I tried to keep my tone light.
“Uh-huh. Stunning,” Hunter said flatly as he pulled on his jeans.
Ramsey snapped the box shut again. “What was I going to tell her?”
I didn’t have that answer, but I suspected if we kept this up for any amount of time, we’d need to figure it out.
Hunter took the ring from Ramsey, and shoved it in his pocket. “I’ll make sure it gets put in a safe.”
We finished dressing, and headed down to the strip. When we stepped outside, the magic that had started to evaporate, the pocket of the world I wanted to stay in as long as I could, was bright and vibrant again. I loved the lights of Vegas at night. I loved that even at one in the morning, there were people everywhere.
And as Ramsey wrapped arms around both our waists, I loved that no one knew us. There were no expectations for how any of us had to act.
“Where to first?” I was happy to just look. Wander. Escape with them. I was even willing to ignore my aching feet to have a few more hours of this.
“You know what I’ve always wanted?” Hunter leaned into Ramsey, nudging him into me and pushing all of us in a new direction. “Okay, not always, but let’s call it that.”
I had a few guesses, but no concrete idea. “Chocolate covered strippers?”
He laughed. “Definitely not. This relationship has the perfect number of dicks in it. I want my boyfriend to win me a prize at Circus Circus.”
“Ooh, me too.” It was childish and ridiculous and I loved the idea.
Ramsey snorted. “Not sure what makes you think I’m capable of that. Hunter’s the athlete.” He led us through the front doors of Circus Circus anyway.
“Ramsey Miller can do anything he sets his mind to.” Right now, I had no doubt.
“Ooh, I like that as a campaign slogan. We should have Debbie put that on all your pages,” Hunter said.
We followed the signs that saidArcadepast slot machines, tables, and restaurants.
Ramsey shook his head. “Fuck Debbie.”
“Do. Not.” Hunter’s voice went hard.
A giggle slipped past my lips without my permission, and I bit it off. We were still joking, weren’t we?
Ramsey and Hunter both laughed, and I joined back in. This was like being drunk. Great, now I wanted to drink. No reason I couldn’t. No one was relying on me to be sober tonight. We’d already done theabsolutely scorchingsex thing.
We pulled up short in front of the arcade, and the laughter stopped. No lights were on, and the security gates were down.
