Quinn (The Beck Brothers 3)

Quinn shook his head as everyone started laughing. “You’re such an ass.”

Sebastian grinned and winked at him. “Looks good on ya, brother,” he said and clapped Quinn on the back.

Quinn snorted. “Thanks, I guess.”

He turned back to Margot and bent to give her a kiss, but she turned her face, giving him her cheek. “You will mess up my lipstick and get it all over you.”

Quinn scowled and gave her a peck on the cheek. “I will get a real kiss later, lipstick or not.”

She smiled. “Oui, eventually.”

He narrowed his eyes at her, quickly stealing a kiss on the lips. Margot gasped and smacked his arm before using her thumb to get the glossy pink lipstick off his lips while she cursed at him in French.

“Je t’aime,” Quinn murmured when she was finished getting the lipstick off him.

Margot smiled lovingly up at him. “Je t’aime aussi.”

“Hey! No speaking French to each other when no one else knows what you’re saying!” Sebastian complained as they all started for the elevators.

Christian cleared his throat before saying with a shit-eating grin, “They just said that they loved each other.”

Sebastian and Henry’s heads whirled around to stare at Quinn in shock and awe.

“Thanks a lot, Chris,” Quinn sneered.

“You are most welcome,” Christian replied with a satisfied smirk.

“Aw, that’s so cute, saying I wuv you to each other in French,” Henry teased, making a kiss-y face as he spoke.

“I swear to god, if one more person calls me cute...” Quinn muttered as they all piled into the elevator.

Margot snickered, earning her a hand up the back of her short dress and a pinch on her ass. She let out a little squeal and spun around to put her back against a wall, her hands holding the back of her dress down. “Quinn!” she hissed.

Quinn wagged his eyebrows at her.

“Dude, stop that, you are really starting to scare me with all these facial expressions,” Sebastian said seriously.

Christian scrubbed a hand over his mouth as he fought not to smile. Quinn gave him a shove, which only caused him to laugh aloud. “I’m sorry, but that was really funny!” Christian apologized.

“Will you three leave Quinn alone? For Christ’s sake, the man is allowed to tell his girlfriend that he loves her,” Claire huffed.

“Nope, this is all part of the initiation ceremony into the Beck Brothers Pussy Whipped Association, also known as the BBPWA,” Sebastian said.

How Sebastian kept a straight face through that, Quinn will never know. Everyone, even Quinn, burst out laughing at that.

“I am so telling Raelynn on you,” Claire threatened as she swiped tears from her eyes.

“Oh-no-please-don’t-I-am-so-scared,” he replied in a dry robotic kind of voice.

Claire punched Sebastian in the stomach. “Jerk!”

Sebastian ‘Oof-ed,’ and practically fell into Christian, who was luckily paying attention and caught him under his arms, otherwise he would have fallen on his ass. What a fucking nut! Sebastian must be super nervous if he was goofing around this much. The more nervous Sebastian got, the goofier he would get, and has been like that his whole life. No wonder Raelynn wanted Claire and Margot here. The four of them would be too busy fucking around to get dressed if left to their own devices. As soon as they got to the room, Claire started barking out orders. She told Sebastian to take a shower and the rest of them to get dressed.

“Oh, Sebastian? Raelynn told me to remind you to wash your balls!” Claire shouted through the bathroom door.

“That bitch!” Sebastian’s muffled reply had everyone laughing again.

Quinn, Christian, and Henry started stripping out of their clothes so that they could put on their tuxes. Quinn glanced at Margot, who was sitting at the little table in the corner, checking out Henry’s ass as he bent over to pull his dress pants on.

“Hey!” Quinn snapped at her.

Margot’s eyes flew up to meet his, wide and innocent. “What?”

“What?” he repeated incredulously. “Keep your eyes off my brothers’ asses.”

Margot grinned and bit her bottom lip. “I cannot help it if they are all so nice.”

Claire giggled from behind him. Quinn whipped his head around to glare at her. “Shut up, Claire.”

“Hey now, don’t talk to my wife like that,” Henry scolded, wagging his finger at Quinn.

“Seriously? She’s egging on another woman to look at your ass.” Quinn snorted.

Henry shrugged. “She can look...she just can’t touch.” He smirked naughtily and winked at Margot, who chuckled.

Quinn threw his arms up. “I give up, you’re all insane.”

“None of them are as fabulous as yours, mon amour,” Margot purred.

Quinn tried to stifle the shutter that her sexy bedroom voice always elicited from him. He turned back to her. “You got that right.” He growled, giving her a pointed look.

Quinn watched as Margot’s eyes darkened with desire. Dammit! Why did everyone else have to be here right now? He quickly pulled his pants on before Claire and his brothers got an eyeful of his growing erection. Margot’s sexy smile went right to the wrong head. He took a few steps toward her as he pulled his undershirt on.