Page 60 of The Bloke

“Tessa!” Bria whisper-shouted as her eyes shifted between mine and hers. “Shut… the fuck… up.”

“I don’t understand…” I raised my brows in curiosity. “What happened to her husband?”

“Not to her husband—” Tessa arched her brow as she spoke into her glass.

“Ignore her; she’s being over dramatic—” The death glare that shot from her eyes into Tessa’s was forbidding. “All you need to focus on is yourself and your husband, and know that he can assist you—and he should. Butyouneed to be capable of making the… kill. Do you think you could handle that?” Her bright green eyes searched mine. “Do you trust your husband?”Did I trust my husband?The real question being asked here was,did I love my husband?

“Yes,” I answered without hesitation.Yes, I love Colby.

“Then you have nothing to worry about. You’ll do just fine, Sienna.” Bria patted my thigh. “Here, give me your phone. I’m going to give you my number. You can call or text me at any time. Us wives need to stick together.” She winked as I reached into my purse and handed her my phone.

“Add mine too,” Tessa added, waving down a waiter carrying a tray of champagne flutes.

When Bria finished, she returned my phone to me, beaming from ear to ear. Once I had tucked it back into my purse, Tessa gave me an overflowing glass of champagne with the same warm and sweet smile.

“To the sisterhood,” Tessa winked, clinking her glass against mine.

“To the sisterhood. Welcome to the club, Sienna.” Bria added, copying the motion and repeating Tessa’s words, giving my thigh a firm squeeze before pulling her hand away.

We sat there for what felt like hours, telling stories of how we met our husbands, our childhoods… everything.

These two strong, beautiful, and brave women were slowly becoming exactly what I needed in close friendship. Perhaps thiswouldn’t be as bad as I had initially thought. Maybe this was everything I needed in my life—along with my husband.

Four glasses of champagne later, Bria pulled out her phone to check the time, “Right, now let’s go find our husbands and give them hell. Their meeting should be done by now.”

Tessa laughed as she got up from the couch, barely able to stand.

“Oh, Tess, you are going to be an absolute handful tonight, girl.” Bria chuckled, covering her mouth.

“Well, it’s a good thing I have two husbands then, right?” She quipped before swaggering back to the main foyer, picking up a fresh glass of champagne as she passed the waiter.

Bria just shook her head with a bright smile as she stood and sighed, holding her hand out to me.

“Come on, before she takesallour husbands.” She added with a sarcastic eye roll.

After leaving the ladies' lounge, we found our husbands waiting for us back in the grand foyer. Tessa was already wrapped around both of hers like a horny fucking pretzel. That woman was something else, but I admired her just as much as Bria, nonetheless.

“This is where I leave you, Sienna. Remember, you have my number. Text or call anytime, and that is not a suggestion.” Bria spoke before releasing my arm and taking her husband’s as he approached us.

“Ready to go, sweetheart?” Dallas leaned down, cupping her cheek.

“Mhm…” She hummed, resting her head against his shoulder and shutting her eyes as he escorted her out the double doors ofthe mansion. I could feel their love for one another as it radiated off of them.

I couldn’t help the longing sigh that fell from my lips as I watched them leave the mansion together.

“Love.”

I turned my attention from Dallas and Bria’s exit to find my husband standing behind me. I didn’t know what had shifted between us from when we arrived until now, but I couldn’t stop myself from running into his arms and capturing his mouth with mine as I locked my arms around the back of his neck.

Colby groaned into my mouth as his hands gripped my hips, pulling me in closer before breaking our heated kiss and looking deep into my eyes—the same look he always gave me when he asked me what I wanted.

“Something wrong?” He panted, breathless from the spontaneous kiss.

“No,” I rushed out, biting my bottom lip as my eyes flicked down to his. “Everything is right—so right.” I breathed, trailing a hand up the back of his head to feel his soft hair between my fingers. “Take me home.”

When my gaze met his once again, he grinned and quickly picked me up, cradling me in his arms as he carried me out of the mansion and back to our vehicle.

I giggled, relaxing in his arms and resting my head against his shoulder. His warm scent wrapped around me like a blanket.

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