Tully grins at me. That’s like music to her ears. She turns back to Barker, already smitten by the guy. “Tell me, Barker, could you fill us in on the details?” she asks, eyeing Aiden. “As something tells me I won’t be getting them anywhere else.”
Aiden groans behind us but we settle in for storytime and it seems Barker is all too pleased to share his adventures. “Well, your good friend Aiden was more than happy to show me the best time of my life in a broom closet at Tyson’s party last night and then took off like ‘Cinderella’ when I asked about meeting up today.”
“Aw, fuck,” Aiden groans under his breath before letting out a sigh. “I didn’t take off like ‘Cinderella.’ I told you I had to go and got the fuck out of there before you wanted to snuggle.”
I struggle holding back my laugh as Tully narrows her eyes. “You wouldn’t be talking about the same Aiden who ditched me last night for a family dinner.”
Barker laughs. “Sounds about right.”
“Come on, Tully,” Aiden grins. “If I took you with me, you would have begged to sit in the corner on a mop bucket so you could watch.”
Tully grins, not ashamed at all as Barker laughs. “I’m down for that.”
I shake my head as Tully beams at Barker as though she just found her soulmate. “I’m going to keep you.”
Barker throws his arm over Tully’s shoulder and pulls her into his side. “You know what? I might just let you. Besides, your brother is that dude with all the tats, isn’t he?”
“Now listen here,” Aiden says, stepping closer. “If Noah Cage is ever going to let another man touch him, it’s going to be me. I’ve already laid all the groundwork, I just need to wait until he decides that Henley can’t satisfy him anymore.”
I scoff, rolling my eyes as pride surges through me. “Trust me, that’s never going to happen. I have Noah locked down, constantly begging for more. He’ll never get enough of me.”
“That better be me you’re talking about,” comes that deep, familiar voice that has my insides doing flips.
I spin around and find that same tatted up bad boy and throw my arms around him before jumping up into him and crushing my lips to his, while also making a point to the two boys that this tatted up bad boy belongs to me.
Noah looks down at me, studying me closely before grinning and shaking his head. “Are you drunk?”
I shrug my shoulders. “Halfway there.”
“Wow,” Barker mumbles behind me as Noah’s eyes narrow on the way his arm is thrown over his sister’s shoulder. “It’s Noah Cage in the flesh.”
“Right?” Aiden agrees as my man puts me down.
Noah nods towards Barker. “Who’s this guy?”
“It seems he’s Aiden’s competition,” I laugh, looking between the two boys. “So, what exactly are the rules? The first one to get a piece of my boyfriend’s ass wins?”
Both Aiden and Barker laugh as Noah’s face drops in horror. “Chill out,” Tully laughs, punching her brother in the arm. “This is Barker, Aiden’s raunchy boy toy from last night.”
“Last night?” Noah grumbles, turning to Aiden. “Weren’t you supposed to be at a family dinner?”
“Do we seriously have to keep discussing this?” Aiden groans.
“Yep,” Tully announces, threading her arm through Aiden’s. “We’ll be talking about this until I get exactly what I want out of it.”
With that, Tully pulls the two boys away and all I can do is laugh. “Tully’s going to keep him, isn’t she?” Noah grumbles.
“She’s probably already got their baby names picked out.”
Noah shakes his head as a worrying crease appears between his brows. “She’s too trusting. I swear she’s going to befriend the wrong person one day.”
“And you’ll be there to fix it if she does. Besides, her judgment couldn’t be that bad, she befriended me and Aiden, remember?”
“Yeah,” he scoffs as a teasing sparkle lights up his stormy eyes. “And look what that got me.”
“The best sex of your life,” I say with an overdramatic wink that has me choking back a laugh, recalling the way Ari seems to wink just like this.
Noah laughs as he hooks his arm around my waist and starts pulling me away. “Can’t argue with that.”
I hold back and scoop my cocktail off my forgotten towel before letting him pull me away. “What’s going on?” I question, taking a sip and looking up at him as we weave through all the bodies and start heading down to the lake where it’s nice and quiet. “I thought you were going to be with the cops again all day.”
“I was,” he says, looking at me in confusion. “I was there for most of the day and then stopped in at the fire station afterward.”
“What do you mean most of the day?” I question, feeling for my pockets for my jeans only to remember that I’m wearing a black bikini and my phone is…actually, I have no idea where my phone is. “What’s the time?”