“If you’re good boys, I’ll show you later.” She winked.
“Good boys, huh?” Seth raised a brow. “We’ll look forward to that.”
“After our naughty girl gets a spanking,” Beck murmured for Seth’s ears only.
Seth smiled and took Heavenly’s hand. “So you drank champagne and sex on the beach. Is that all?”
“Oh, no.” Heavenly shook her head. “Some of the girls passed out little glasses with all kinds of yummy stuff in them. I started sipping one, but Venus stopped me and showed me how to drink them the right way.”
Beck knew exactly what that meant. He whipped around and sent his ex a fiery glare. “You let her do shots?”
“Oh, lighten up, Kenneth. We were all doing them,” Gloria chided with a dismissive wave of her hand.
“And they were so good,” Heavenly gushed. “I had a woo woo and a kamikaze. Then I had a blow job, followed by an orgasm. That was the best.”
“Excuse me? A blow job and an orgasm?” Seth thundered.
Beck found himself in the same camp.
“Don’t look at me like that… My blow job and my orgasm weren’t the real thing, silly.” Heavenly grinned. “I put them in my mouth—” She stopped speaking, then started a belly-clutching laugh. “Wait. That didn’t come out right. I mean, I didn’t give a blow job or orgasm with my mouth. They were liquid. I drank them with my mouth. Thatss it.”
“I see.” Seth nodded, still looking downright pissed.
Beck wasn’t at all happy, either. In fact, he wondered how the hell their girl hadn’t passed out. She’d feel like hammered shit tomorrow.
“What else did you do besides drink a lot?” he quizzed, giving Gloria the evil eye.
“Well, there were firemen. It was exciting when they showed up,” she said with a wistful sigh.
“Firemen? Did you have some emergency at your bachelorette party?” Beck demanded.
“Oh, the building wasn’t on fire or anything. They weren’t real firemen,” Heavenly blurted before his ex could answer. “I mean, at first I thought they were, but they were just pretend ones. I figured that out when someone turned up the music and all the firemen started dancing. They must take dance lessons together, ’cause, holy cow, they sure knew how to move.”
Beck groaned, jaw clenched, and he shoved down his anger. Nearby, a low growl rumbled from the back of Seth’s throat.
Heavenly went on, oblivious. “Anyway, they were all shaking their hips”—she drunkenly demonstrated in her seat—“then they took off their coats all at once. Just ripped them off. And not a single one of them was wearing a shirt. I wondered if they worked out together or something, too, ’cause they all had muscles bulging everywhere. But having them around was fun.” She sent him and Seth a crooked grin. “You two need coats like that. You’re both built like them and—” She frowned. “Wait, can you dance?”
“I’m going to kill your ex-wife,” Seth muttered under his breath.
Yeah, Beck was contemplating that, too.
“Why are you two frowning? It’s fine.” Heavenly patted Seth’s hand and sent Beck a smile. “When the next song started, Gloria sat me in a chair, then all the fireman started dancing in a circle around me. I giggled and blushed a lot. I’m not used to being the center of attention. Then”—she slapped dramatic hands over her cheeks, mouth agape—“they all grabbed the front of their fireman pants and poof”—she tossed up her hands—“they flew right off. No zipper or anything. They just…disappeared. I’mma buy you two pants like that.”
“You didn’t say anything about having strippers at the fucking party, Gloria,” Beck bellowed.
“Shhh.” His ex pressed a finger to her lips. “I didn’t know they were coming. My girls hired them…or traded sex with them. I’m not sure. But don’t worry, I made it clear that Heavenly was off-limits. They were perfect gentlemen around her. Well, mostly.”
Beck struggled not to come out of his chair and rebuke her. He would have if he thought it would do any good.
“So, you got an eyeful.” Beck struggled to keep his voice level and calm.
“Not then, but later on I did. Oh, yeah. More than an eyeful.” Heavenly looked shocked.
“I need the name, address, and social security number of every man who got naked for our girl,” Seth bit out.
“You don’t,” Gloria refused.
Heavenly scowled in confusion. “Why do you need that? They were nice.”