Page 69 of The Secret's Out

“Good,” Simone said as she opened the door.

“What happens if I was naked?” Josie asked with a gasp.

“I would enjoy the show.” Simone smiled, but her smile faded from her face when she took us all in. “You’re not ready?”

“Oh, um, I forgot.”

Simone stamped her foot. “Stop distracting her.”

“What’s this about?” Eli barked.

“Girls’ night,” Simone sang. “Now that her shit has calmed down, we’re heading to the pub.”

Standing, I pulled Josie in front of me to hide my hardness for my woman. Wrapping my arms around her shoulders, I said, “Girls’ night just turned into girls’ and guys’ night.”

Simone gasped. “You can’t.”

“Why the fuck not?” Eli demanded.

Simone glared. “We’ll be talking about your cocks and how good you are in bed.”

Eli shrugged. “Like we give a fuck. What pub? I’ll ring the brothers. They can meet us there.”

“You’re not coming,” Simone snapped.

“Try and stop us, woman. Josie is not going out without us and that’s fuckin’ final,” I barked.

Simone looked to Josie with pleading eyes. So fuckin’ glad our woman knew the shit wasn’t totally over because then she knew we’d want to be by her side. Hell, we’d want it anyway. No fucker was goin’ near our woman.

“Sorry,” Josie offered her friend.

“Bloody hell, you’re lucky they’re good looking,” she said and stomped off, but not before she yelled back, “Be ready in half an hour and the pub is called Blow Hard.”

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