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Something inside settles at the sight. I scan the area to find the source of amusement, and my mouth splits wide.
Jewls is wedged between the service bar at an odd angle, struggling to get free.
“Stop laughing, bitches. I fit yesterday,” she yells at them, sending them into another fit.
“Maybe it’s the pound of Twizzlers?” I call back.
She sends me a death glare, the beams meant to singe my skin, but all I can do is laugh. Major appears beside her, pulling her gently until she is free. He’s resisting with his own amusement, which earns him a shove.
“This is all your fault!” she seethes.
He kisses the tip of her nose, backing away with his hands raised.
“I love ladies’ night. It’s been way too long.” Harley passes four bottles across the bar.
“Definitely a favorite,“ Rowan agrees.
“Really? Because last time you ghosted us with a text,” Shayla points out.
I brace, waiting for Rowan’s reaction. She side-eyes me. “Things change.”
“Bleck, ick, yack!” Jewls is at Jay’s side, scowling. “Not you, too! Do not turn into one of those lovey-dovey chicks. Harley cornered the market on that.”
“Sorry, not sorry.” Jay floats off, blowing a kiss to Ace.
“You have to try this.” Rowan offers me her drink. “It’s the best lemon drop ever.”
The scent of citrus and alcohol assaults my senses before I even taste it. “I can smell that.”
“Another round.” Jewls hands over fresh drinks.
“We’re going to be lit at this rate,” Shayla says to no one in particular.
“Enjoy my masterpieces while you can. This is probably my last Ladies’ Night ever.”
“Your last Ladies’ night?” Rowan asks, licking the sugar off the rim of her glass.
My cock stirs and I step to her back, leaning to her ear. “Watch that tongue, baby.”
She glances over her shoulder, her eyes glittering.
“I’m getting hot over here.” Shayla fans her face. “Can you keep that sexual energy to yourselves?”
“We didn’t do anything,” Rowan protests.
“You don’t have to. It’s impossible to miss,” Shayla counters. “Now back to the demise of Ladies’ Night.”
“I didn’t say it was ending.” Jewls glares at Major. “It’s most likely my last one.”
I slice my eyes to Major, who is casually drinking his beer, fighting a grin. We knew this was coming. I settle in, waiting for the show, noting Ace and Talon doing the same.
Jewls doesn’t disappoint. “My domineering brute baby daddy and my equally overbearing boss conspired together and decided I need to quit after the wedding.” Her voice pitches and her hands fly in the air animatedly, gaining attention from all around. “Neither one of them attended medical school or specialized in obstetrics, but all of a sudden, they are experts.”
“Girl, look at your ankles.” Tom glowers from across the bar.
All the girls lean over to inspect, and Rowan sucks in a deep breath, earning her one of Jewls’ lethal glares.
“Pretty soon, your ankles will be bigger than your stomach,” Tom finishes.
