With a laugh, I scoop her into my arms and rush to the bar to gather my clothes.
Then I hustle through the back and hope like hell the universe is on our side for one more night.
FIFTY-TWO
SIENNA
Beckett: Didn’t Sienna and Noah look good together last night?
Brooks: Ah, man, don’t start.
Aiden: Aw, I agree they were awfully cute.
Brooks: She’s our sister.
Aiden: And he’s Noah. Greatest guy ever.
Aiden: Don’t the two of you have matching tattoos? He’s practically a brother.
Beckett: We don’t have matching tattoos.
Gavin: And we’re not getting them. Also no. Sienna is not dating one of my players.
Beckett: Lennox did.
Beckett: Sara too.
Beckett: I think this might be the best Bolts match to date. Maybe even MY best one yet.
Brooks: Lol. There’s no fighting this, is there?
Aiden: Wait, Lex and I are definitely your best match.
Aiden: Lex and I are perfect for one another.
Aiden: Take it back and I’ll name our first kid after you.
Brooks: Lol. Lennox just smacked him.
Brooks: Beckett, I’m offended.
Brooks: Sorry, Sara took my phone.
Aiden: So back to Sienna and Noah. Yea or nay?
Oh,my god.Wrong chat, you idiots.
I consider allowing them to continue. The banter is comedy gold, really. But honestly, I’m not interested in how the rest of them answer that question.
Me: Hey, big brothers, as fun as this has been—by that, I mean not at all—please, for the love of god, mind your business! You don’t get a say in who I date.
Aiden: I hear you, but like…what are the chances you’ll go out with him again?
Beckett: Duck, I texted the wrong chat. Sorry, sis. I love you and only want you to be happy. Please don’t tell Liv I broke the pact!
I laugh. “Wow, they fell for it, hook, line, and sinker.”
Noah snuggles into my neck, reading the text thread over my shoulder.