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Brianna was looking down at her phone, willing it to ring and it did. Unfortunately, it was their friend Kennedy calling, not her husband.
“Hi Kennedy. Are you guys calling to rub it in? How was the show?” The background noise was loud, making it hard for Bri to hear her employee. As a result, Kennedy was shouting.
“Bri, are you there? I can barely hear you.”
Brianna yelled back. “I can hear you, Kennedy. I asked how the strip show was. Were the guys really hot?”
“Holy shit, you should’ve seen them. They were amazing. Their muscles had muscles and man, could they shake it. I was disappointed they kept on their G-strings. I was hoping to get a look at their full package, but at least we got to see those tight asses. I should have brought a change of panties.”
Brianna laughed at her friend. “I’m jealous. It sounds like you’re having a great time. Tiff and I hate to be missing out.”
“Well, that’s why I’m calling. I know Markus and Lukus didn’t want you to go to the strip club with us, but we’re heading over to Pacific Rim to go dancing. That’s only a couple miles from your house. I’m sure they wouldn’t mind if you just went out dancing for a little bit. We’re leaving here now. Meet us there.”
Tiff stared at Brianna with curiosity. Brianna knew it would be a hard sell getting her to disobey Lukus. “You know what, let me talk that idea over with Tiff. I’ll text you in a few minutes, okay?”
“Sure thing. We’re going no matter what, so just let us know if you’re heading over or not. Talk to you later,” Kennedy said.
“Bye.”
Tiff was waiting expectantly for a recap. “Well?”
“They said the show was great. They’re heading over to Pacific Rim and want us to meet them there.”
Nothing went over Tiffany’s head. “And yet, I didn’t hear you tell her no. You know there’s no way we can go without the guys telling us it’s okay with them. They were annoyingly clear.”
Bri’s anger was brewing. “Yes, they were clear on that one point, and vague as hell about everything else. We haven’t heard from them in hours. They’re ignoring our calls and texts. They aren’t coming home tonight anyway, so how the hell will they even know if we go out or not?” Tiff looked like she was about to weigh in, but Brianna pushed forward with her idea.
“Seriously. It’s Friday night, and we haven’t been out with the girls for months. The guys have their poker nights, take off for work, and think they don’t need to tell us where they are, or when they’ll be back. We stayed home for the part of the night they found most objectionable, but now I think we should go out for at least a couple dances, and a drink or two. They’ll never know.”
Tiffany seemed less inclined to disobey Lukus. “I don’t know. I’m pissed about not getting to go, too, but I’m not willing to defy Lukus. You may get turned on by getting your ass lit up regularly by your husband, but I’m still figuring out how I feel about this whole punishment thing. I’m not willing to risk getting in trouble.”
“Wow. When did you turn into such a baby? You always used to be so brave.” Brianna felt some guilt because she was using her deep understanding of her friend to push her buttons.
“Don’t try to play me, Bri. I’m too old for peer pressure.”
“Fine. Let’s at least try the guys again to see if they’re answering yet.” It took only a couple minutes to confirm both men’s phones were going straight to voicemail. No texts. No phone calls. Not even an email from them.
Brianna gave Tiffany room. She was thinking things through. Bri knew her so well. She knew it the second Tiffany decided to go dancing.
“You promise me, Bri. We’re just gonna go for an hour. We’ll only have one drink, and dance a few songs. We can take our gifts for Sydney to open and then we’re heading back home before the guys notice we’re gone. Deal?”
“Deal! We’ll be home by midnight. Let’s go change. Wait until you see the cute new mini-skirt I bought in New York a few weeks ago.”
* * *
Lukus
Lukus checked his watch for the tenth time in the last hour. His brain knew that watching the time wouldn’t make it go faster, but he was about to jump out of his skin. They’d been able to get a flight scheduled to leave San Francisco at three o’clock in the afternoon, PDT. Unfortunately, they’d sat on the tarmac waiting for some mechanical issue to be resolved. Their flight was now due to land at O’Hare just before eleven.
He kept telling himself the girls were in good hands. He’d talked to CJ just before takeoff. CJ had confirmed Tiffany made it safely to Bri’s house. He’d also confirmed, through their security monitoring access, that Brianna had remembered to set the alarm as Markus had taught her to do when she was home alone. Between the alarm and CJ and Sean keeping guard, the girls should be safe.
So why does my gut tell me something is wrong?
Lukus saw Markus fidgeting two rows up. Booking as late as they had, they’d only been able to nab two center coach seats. To say the flight had been uncomfortable for the two anxious men, both of whom were over six-feet tall, would be an understatement. At least they were about to land. He’d feel better just getting an update from CJ.
The second the tires hit the runway, Lukus’s phone connected with cell service. Within a minute it lit up, indicating multiple missed calls and texts, and it took him a few minutes to catch up. He hated seeing he’d missed several calls from Tiffany. He detected her raising impatience, and finally anger, with each subsequent text message.
She’s rightfully pissed. I’m gonna have to make this up to her.
