“That’s true love,” Gina says from nearby.
Dalton hands Dane a fresh beer, then gets everyone’s attention. He raises his bottle into the air.
“I’d like to propose a toast to myself in honor of my upcoming appearance onCelebrity Singles. I expect you all to have watch parties every week when it’s done filming and spend every minute of every day on social media making sure I’m trending.”
“You’re gonna be the first one voted off the island,” Tate says.
“There’s no island. And Archer found his true love on a reality show, remember?”
“Who else is going to be on this show?” Lincoln asks.
“No idea. None of us are allowed to know until we get there.” Dalton glares at him. “Anyway, back to my toast.”
“Are you even looking for love, though?” Trinity asks her brother. “Last time you were here you said you like being single.”
Dalton lowers his bottle, looking agitated. “I’m...looking for exposure.”
“Bro. Do not expose yourself. It’s not a good way to pick up women,” Justin says.
“Especially not when your dick’s as small as his,” Tate adds.
Dalton sighs heavily. “Will you fuckers stop? I proposed a toast.”
“No one proposes a toast to themselves,” Linc says. “That’s where you went wrong.”
“Fine.” Dalton raises his bottle again. “A toast to all the women I’m going to meet.”
“Such a bad idea,” I say to Josie. “Seriously, what’s your professional opinion?”
She cringes, looking apologetic. “I mean...there are some scenarios where it could be good.”
“But more where it could be bad.”
“Yeah? Those shows with marriage proposals at the end are always pretty...soapy, I guess. They don’t seem real. Everyone’s sleeping with everyone. At least it seems like it.”
Dalton shakes his head and tips back his beer, abandoning his toast.
“I think we should go shower,” I say. “I’m sweaty from being outside so much.”
The corners of Josie’s lips tilt up slightly in a smile because she knows I really want sex followed by a shower. Her business is booming, which is great, but we’ve never had this much time together with neither of us working. We’ve been making the most of it.
“A shower would be good.”
Aiden grins at Jenn. “Maybe we shouldtake a shower, too, babe.”
She laughs. “Oh, now he’s willing to wash off the horse smell.”
“After six years of marriage, I’d wash off my own skin for a blow job,” he mutters.
“I’ll remember that later.”
He makes a heart shape with his hands. She shakes her head but can’t keep from smiling.
I stand up, surprising Josie by scooping her into my arms as I do.
“I guess we’re going right now,” she says.
“Damn right.” I look around at the faces in the room, smirking. “Don’t wait up, kids.”