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He might be the snarkiest of all of us, but he also had a big heart. And we all looked out for each other.
I nodded. “I’m good.”
“Me too.” Faise smiled.
“Then let’s get the fuck out of here,” Ronin announced.
“What about Harlow?” I asked. “We still gotta talk to him about what happened. And reaffirm some guidelines.”
“Tomorrow. Give everyone a night to calm down and regroup,” Van suggested and smiled at Brodie.
Brodie stepped away from us, took his husband’s hand, and pulled it up to his mouth. Gently kissing Van’s knuckles, Brodie never lost eye contact with his husband. I didn’t understand the whole “crazy in love” thing myself (and monogamy even less), but even I couldn’t deny the palpable electricity between them. Hell, if the Eiffel Tower wasn’t lit up tonight, these two could substitute.
Only Van could calm the intense hurricane that was our lead singer and my best friend. And as for Van, well, I’d never seen him laugh so much as he did these past few months. If this was love, it looked damn good on them.
“Let’s go,” Dawson announced and nodded at Lennie, who led us out of the room and over to the elevator.
Ronin gripped Faise’s neck, bringing him in close and kissing the top of his head with a loud smack.
“Ew, gross! I don’t want your fucking germs,” Faise grumbled and pushed Ronin away.
The two of them began to tussle as we waited for the elevator.
“I just want to make sure my boo is okay,” Ronin replied and puckered his lips again.
“You’re ridiculous.” Faise laughed and swatted his face.
Watching my band brothers goof around made my tension ease. I wanted to get back to normal.
“What a fucking start to our trip,” I muttered, as the doors opened and Dawson and Lennie ushered us inside.
We all managed to fit in one go.
“Wait for the headlines. Jean-Luc is probably going to sue.” Faise chuckled.
Brodie scoffed. “Fuck him.”
Dawson got in last and stood in front of me, but there were so many of us in the small space that I was nearly rubbing against his ass. Well, rubbing against all of him.
My dick liked what was happening way too much, but my brain was a firm no-go.
Why him? Why now?
“I’m all for tight spaces, but this is ridiculous,” I commented as I pushed at Dawson’s broad back.
“There’s plenty of room,” Dawson muttered, not moving an inch.
“Not with you taking up most of it. Do you have to stand so close?”
Dawson shook his head. “I’m not sure why this is suddenly an issue. It’s my job to protect you, so I’ll stand as close as I damned well need to. Stop fidgeting. Enjoy the ride.”
Dawson’s cheeky statement and bossy tone made my cock throb. Oh, this wassofucking bad.
“Enjoy the ride?” I mouthed to Brodie, standing next to me.
Brodie snorted. “Hey, Daws, I’ve wanted to ask this question for ages… are you this bossy in the bedroom?”
Dawson glanced over his shoulder, but instead of looking at Brodie, his green eyes caught mine.
