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My breath caught. “I think you just called me a pain, but that was really sweet.”
He laughed while moving my foot and settling between my thighs, his hips spreading my legs wide. “Some people love a little pain.”
The sound of the door slamming open and shutting preceded Jones and Xavier loudly complaining about getting trampled.
Mack smiled as he met my gaze. “See? Nothing can help us. We’re yours, baby.”
32
Xavier
Sittinginmychairoutside, I watched as Layla laughed happily while listening to something her brother said over the phone. Her eyes lit up and she doubled over, so full of life that just looking at her made me feel more alive. I rubbed my thumb over the top of my beer and shook my head. I was addicted to the woman. I wasn’t complaining, though. Since she’d come around to the idea of being with us, I’d never been happier. None of us had.
“This was a good idea.” Jones settled in his chair next to me and tapped his beer against mine. “I’m getting too old to tour this much.”
Mack scoffed. “Fuck you. If you’re too old, I’m too old, and I don’t remember getting too old.”
Jones nodded at me. “You?”
“I’ve been too old. I’m ready to retire the tour bus and settle somewhere. Been ready.” I looked back at Layla. “That’s a conundrum now, though. No tour means no tour manager.”
“I guess I could always tour for a few more decades.” Jones grinned. “I like listening to her talk to Jagger or Gran. Her accent gets thicker.”
She looked over at us and I watched her cheeks go red before she spun away. Her short skirt twirled around her thighs when she moved and I’d been holding my breath to catch a glimpse of her ass during her entire conversation.
“Look who’s back.” Mack grunted. “I’m trying to remember that it wasn’t his fault that she snuck away from him.”
I tore my gaze away from Layla to see Nick getting out of one of our security’s SUVs. Taking a deep breath, I reminded myself of the same thing. I hadn’t been sure we should bring Nick back at all. His two week suspension had led to his firm temporarily assigning him to another location but Layla had asked about him enough that we’d given in. He was a nice guy, sure, but something terrible could’ve happened to Layla because he’d just trusted her to stay inside the bus.
“She’ll be happy he’s back.” Jones didn’t sound like he was happy that she’d be happy. “One wrong move and he’ll lose this job and any other job in the field.”
“Fucking hell.” Mack stood up as we watched Layla spot Nick and take off running towards him. She stopped right in front of him and said something before throwing her arms around him and hugging him. “Nope. Not happening.”
I had a death grip on my chair, chanting to myself to stay put. I’d never felt possessive over a woman before but something about Layla made me feel like a fucking caveman. I knew I couldn’t let that shit out, though.
Mack stalked across the park and Jones handed me a new beer while shaking his head. “He’s going to make a fool of himself. Do I want to rip Nick’s arms off and toss them to a bear? Sure. Will I show that shit? No fucking way. I don’t want Layla seeing how insane I am over her.”
We both watched as Nick saw Mack and took a step back. Layla turned to Mack and put her hands on her hips. I couldn’t hear what she was saying, but it looked like Mack was getting an earful. Then, Mack turned around and walked back over to sit back down next to us.
Jones cleared his throat. “Did that go how you thought it would?”
Mack grabbed a beer. “I didn’t even get a chance to say anything but she already knew. She called me a Neanderthal and told me that if I interrupted her apology to Nick, I could forget what she promised me earlier.”
I raised my brows. “What’d she promise you earlier?”
“She knows I’m still a little sore about you two sneaking around with her before I was involved again.” He gave us both a dirty look. “So she promised me that tonight she would make it up to me.”
Jones glanced at me and then up at Mack. “How was she going to do that?”
“She wants me to fuck her in front of you two.” He saw our expressions shift to confusion. We always fucked her in front of each other. That was kind of our thing. “You wouldn’t be able to touch her.”
I glared at him and then over at her. “That’s fucking mean. It’s not my fault you were being slow about shit.”
“Yeah, I don’t know why I’m getting punished because you came in third.” Jones crossed his arms over his chest and then seemed to realize that he was pouting. “Shit.”
Mack grinned like an idiot at us. “I love this moment in time, right now. You two are both throwing tantrums like toddlers over a woman. I never thought this day would come.”
Layla walked up next to us with Nick at her side. She looked at each of us and put her hands back on her hips. “I don’t even want to know what you’re pouting about, do I?”
