“I’m glad they’re all happy.”
“You want me to make you a plate?” she offered. “It’s the least I could do.”
Moon pulled his arm away from Ember. “I’ve already eaten.”
Pouting at Moon, she left to go into the kitchen.
“What made you so generous all of a sudden?”
Moon shrugged. “I can be generous when I want to.”
Winter raised dubious eyebrows. “You’re the least generous person in the club. You gave a whopping ten dollars to the toy fund for Christmas.”
“Lily caught me before payday.”
“Okay, I’ve had a long day, and I’m tired …”
Did Winter really think she would be able to distract him then slip away?
“You never did answer my question. Who else went upstairs?”
Her expression turned stubborn. “No one that I know of. You’re really being obnoxious, and that’s saying a lot for you.”
Flipping his cigarette toward the firepit, he told her, “Whoever went upstairs left a memento behind.”
A frown furrowed her brow. “What kind of memento?”
“A size-eight pair of panties.”
Winter started laughing. “Do you know how many times I’ve gone into that bathroom to find panties in there?” She rolled her eyes at him. “I’d take it up with the women who live up there to quit leaving their underwear lying around.”
Moon cocked his head to the side. “She didn’t leave them in the bathroom. They were left in my room.”
Moon could tell Winter was floored by the information. It wasn’t often he had seen her speechless. The silence didn’t last long.
“Your bedroom has a revolving door—”
“Actually, it doesn’t. Haven’t been in a mood for company the last couple of months, and before you can come up with another excuse, she was wearing them when she came into my room. I was the one who took them off her.”
“I don’t understand, then. Why are you pressuring me about who went upstairs?”
“I was lit, and the room was dark. She pulled a Cinderella act and disappeared before I could turn the light on. So, do you still want to stick with the story that you were the only woman who went upstairs?”
“No, I don’t think I do.”
“Then who was she?”
“I have no idea.”
Moon’s expression turned frigid. “You’re lying.”
One second, he was standing there. The next, he was flying through the air, hitting the side of the gazabo.
Managing to catch himself before falling to the ground, Moon spun around to see which motherfucker had tossed him through the air.
“Are you calling my wife a liar?”
Moon didn’t shy away from Viper’s gaze. “Either she’s lying, or I have something that belongs to her. Which is it, Winter?”