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I don’t want any of those punches to land on my men, of course.
“I got locked out of my house,” Max says, holding the blanket around his muscular, narrow hips. “Well, someone locked me out of my house.”
“You don’t say.” Ford sounds mad.
“Have any more of that whiskey?” Max points to Ford’s glass.
“It’s coming up on the playoffs, Max.” Ash sounds like a team doctor.
Max rolls his eyes. “One drink won’t kill me.”
“No, but I might if you ever show up at my house like this again.” Emery’s defensiveness goes nuclear. “Where do you even live?”
“Stamford, Connecticut, mostly during the season. But I have a beach house a few doors down.” He motions outside. “I was on a...date that went badly.”
“I’ll say,” Ash scoffs.
He got naked.
How bad could it have gone?
Ash and Ford silently communicate something like they usually do.
After Ford nods, Ash says, “Come on. We’ll get you back into your house. Ford will sweet talk your girlfriend.”
“It’s not a...girlfriend.” He blushes. “It’s a...boyfriend. Sort of.”
“Now I’m ready to pass out.” I throw my hands up in the air, and all eyes land on me. “Did I say that out loud?”
“Yes, you did, baby.” Ash snickers and pulls my swooning head against his chest again.
“Boyfriend, huh?” Ford crosses his arms. “Don’t worry, Maverick and I can handle a dude.”
“Wait. I don’t want to throw him out.” Max steps in front of the door and looks from Ford to Emery, then to Ash. “I fucked up. Bad.”
“He locked you out of your house without clothes.” Emery shows no amusement in this situation. “I’d say you fucked up. Who is the guy?”
Max bites a plump lower lip.
“My, um...bodyguard.”
“You’re six-foot-four and play hockey,” I say, high-pitched. “Why do you need a bodyguard?”
“That’sa long story.”
“So, what do you want us to do?” Ford asks.
Max’s questioning amber eyes suggest one woman and three men with an attack dog will be very understanding.
“Well?” Ash prods him.
“Start talking.” Emery’s patience is worn thin.
My jaw hangsopen waiting as well.
Finally, on a clipped breath, Max says, “Do any of you guys know how to grovel?”
