I couldn’t help but giggle, the absurdity of the situation hitting me all at once. “What are the chances Zander’s watching and will probably masturbate to this?” I teased, my words breathless.
A crackling sound came through the speakers, and Zander’s smooth, mocking voice filled the air. “Good evening, Sweet Dynamite,” he drawled. “And yes, I have every intention of doing just that. That was hot.”
Matteo glanced up at the camera, shaking his head with a faint smirk. “I figured either you or Hannah would be monitoring. Thought you might take control.”
Zander laughed. “I got here first. Hannah’s chilling outside with your change of clothes. You’re going to dinner tonight, remember?”
Ren groaned, rubbing a hand over his face. “Dinner after this? Great. Totally not weird.”
We all chuckled, the tension easing into something lighter, more familiar. Matteo extended a hand to Ren, his expression softening. “Welcome to the Ruthless Kings, officially.”
Ren shook his hand, his grin lopsided. “Guess I’ve earned it.”
Eva smiled at him, her eyes warm. “You went along with all of this. That’s more than earning it.”
Ren looked at her, his expression turning more serious. “I don’t usually let myself go like this. I’ve always wanted to, but…” He hesitated, searching for the words. “I didn’t feel comfortable before.”
Eva tilted her head, her voice soft. “And now?”
He leaned forward, brushing a tender kiss against her lips. “Now, I feel safe. With you. With this.” He pulled back slightly, his smile warm but resolute. “But I have one condition.”
“What’s that?” she asked, her brow furrowing.
“You owe me a date,” he said, his tone teasing but sincere.
She blinked, surprised. “A date?”
Ren nodded. “Yeah. I’ve wanted to ask you out for a while, but I figured you were healing. Moving forward. Becoming this version of yourself.”
Eva’s heart swelled, a soft smile spreading across her face. “Then let’s date. With my husband’s permission of course.”
Matteo chuckles as he leans over to kiss me.
“Mhmm. You can take her out on a date when you feel like it. Just make sure she doesn’t skip school like the rebel she is.”
“I’m not a rebel.”
They’re both looking at me, making me groan before I hears Zander on the intercom laughing.
“Sorry, Dolcezza, but got to agree with the Kings there.”
“Whatever,” I huff and brush them off. “I’m going to wash up.”
“Want us to join?” Ren asks with a playful smirk.
“No,” I grumble back, making him chuckle at my obvious stubbornness. I pause to purposely point at Matteo, already noticing he was taking a step my way. “Especially you.”
“And what did your husband do, hmm?”
“Exist!” I complain and point to the camera. “Zander. Meet me in the showers.”
“Already here, Sweet Dynamite,” he reveals, making Ren gawk while Matteo casually rolls his eyes.
“H-How?” I dare to ask, actually surprised.
“I don’t like missing opportunities, remember Dolcezza? Besides, I got that brace off today so I could use a nice scrub with my Queen in tow.”
“Coming.” I’m practically running to the change room door.