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“A ring from each of you,” she began.
“You can’t wear eight rings, Willow,” I offered.
She actually stared at me for a long moment. I wasn’t sure if she was trying to determine who all “eight” men were, which was kind of obvious, but I watched her lift her hands up and begin to count her fingers as if to determine where she’d place the significant pieces of jewelry.
“Yeah I can,” she reasoned, which felt more like she was in the process of thinking out loud. “See, your ring would go on my finger…and so would Onyx’s or else the world would end…but maybe Dimitris would fight for that spot too. Viktor would just saw off the rings when I’m sleeping and place his there so maybe that’s not a good idea. Jayce could probably box everyone and make a ring with some fancy techno shit. Maybe Saint will just scare you all off…” She trailed off and looked so focused on determining how it would work. “Rock-Paper-Scissors!”
“Oh boy.” The voice came from the exit in the top left corner. We turned our attention to it to see Saint walk from the shadows in a white suit and his hands in his pockets. “That means I better have some good fucking luck to stand a chance.”
“Saint.” Willow grinned, clearly checking him out. “Wait a minute. How’d you get here without Bulky Stalker One and Bulky Stalker Two?”
“Easy,” he stated as he waltzed right over to Willow and went right in for a deep kiss. He hummed in delight. “Spicy and sweet,” he commented. “Did you have hot and honey wings?”
“Honey garlic and extreme Buffalo.” She grinned mischievously.
“Did you leave any for me?”
“No,” she declared with not a hint of regret. He chuckled and purposely ruffled her short locks.
“You’re evil, Blossoming Flower,” he teased. “Just the way I love you.”
“There’s another box of wings over there.” I nudged my head to the other table. Willow gasped.
“You had another set of wings?!”
“I thought you were full,” I reasoned.
“I never said I was full,” she argued.
“If you eat too much, your body’s going to go haywire,” I acknowledged. “Plus, you need to reserve your appetite for dessert.”
“Trust me, I’ll have space for dessert in two hours,” she reasoned. “We’re doing other activities to hype things up, right?”
I knew she wasn’t referring to painting.
“If you’re up for it,” I assured her. “But if Saint’s here, we may go into overtime.”
“Why are you here, Saint?” Willow inquired as she got up. He offered an arm to her, and she didn’t hesitate to walk into his arms. He hugged her for a brief moment while he closed his eyes and pressed a kiss on top of her head.
“Figured you two would be doing something exciting,” he reasoned. “Plus, I heard McClair had a visitor which means we’re not playing the ‘nice’ boyfriend role anymore.”
“Nice boyfriend role?” she inquired, glancing between the both of us.
“That’s our code for ‘don’t be sinister bastards like we usually are,’” I revealed. “Who did you tell?” I was directing my question to Saint.
He smirked. “Jayce knows and finalized the new paperwork as well as the contract. I’m sure Dimitris would love to not deal with that in his grumpy-ass mode once he finds out we totally did this when he was sleeping off that pill Willow gave him which, by the way, was totally savage.”
“As his Beta, I have to make sure he’s well-rested,” she reasoned.
“Right,” Saint and I said together with grins on our lips.
“Who else?” I inquired.
“That’s it,” Saint admitted. “I figured it only made sense for the original Forbidden members to know Willow would be upgrading. We’re the ones who really know about that. Onyx will rank up when Dimitris says so, Milo is still new just like Viktor, and realistically, we don’t know if either of them are sticking in the pack since they only joined for Willow’s sake.”
“Right,” Willow replied and looked at me. “Why did you say eight rings then?”
“I don’t think Milo’s going anywhere. It’s obvious he likes you.”
