Page 39 of Trusting the Team

“I messed up. She wants dance lessons, she gets dance lessons. Shut the fuck up!” Trey punched Duke in mid turn. “Every one of you assholes would do the same if it was you,” he glared at them.

The guys sobered, shrugged, and headed toward the weight room.

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CHAOS

The next gathering was Hammer and Brooke’s wedding. As he met Scott around the front of Scott’s jeep; he bumped into him, sidetracked in thoughts. Scott took Chaos’s hand quickly, “Hey, these guys are your best friends.” Chaos nodded slightly his attention pulled away hearing Dari.

“Chaos!” Dari and Cowboy were both straightening their clothes as she walked toward him.

“Hey,” he answered.

“You look fantastic,” Dari smiled at them.

“We all look the same,” Chaos answered as Cowboy caught up, “except he’s wearing lipstick.”

“Fuck, really?” Cowboy started wiping his hand across his lips.

Dari shrugged, “This uniform is hot.”

“You’re the last one of us, brother,” Trey came up next with Arianna. He tugged carefully at the side of her dress to cover her almost visible areola. They had been messing around as well.

“At least my uniform will stay clean,” Chaos retorted.

“She’s out there, Chaos,” Maddox said, the final couple joining the pack.

“Can we get the photos over with?” Chaos shouted in the direction of Brooke and Hammer.

They were quite a sight. Hammer and Brooke were in the middle. Hammer was white, 6-foot, brown hair, hazel eyes, muscularly built; Brooke a dark queen at 5’5”. Ferret was equal in height but a more athletic build, brown eyes; Maddox, 5’7”, dirty blond hair, green eyes, rail thin. Trey only stood about 5’11”, blonde hair, blue eyed, athletic build; Arianna a slender, dark-skinned Puerto-Rican with green eyes. Duke was 6’1”, brown eyed, dirty blond hair, athletic build; Embry eyes like crystals, 5’7”, brown hair, slender. Cowboy at 6’6” the tallest in the group, muscularly built, brown hair and eyes; Dari with grey eyes, Afghani skin tone, 5’7”, muscles the only curves on her body. Chaos stood at 6’, stocky, almost black hair and eyes; Scott at 5’10”, light brown hair, blue eyes, slender.

“What’s going on?” Hammer asked Chaos as they were lining up for the ceremony. Chaos looked at Hammer, not sure how to start. Dari had been right; it had been a secret for too long to go well.

“Scott and I have been together for a while.”

“Together. To-gether,” Trey said catching on. “Holy shit!” All the guys eyeballed him. Ferret smacked him.

Duke looked at the men as they circled. “We have to talk about this later.”

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SCOTT

Dari sidled up to Scott as they got into the reception. “Your suit is fantastic.”

Scott looked at her, “Love me some lululemon.”

“Let’s get food and then I’ll introduce you to the others.” Scott smiled down at her, grateful for a friend in the group. The guys had all disappeared. As guests took their seats at their tables the women perked up. “Ladies, this is Scott. He’s friends with Chaos.”

“I’m Embry, Duke’s-Gentry’s wife.”

“Maddox, Ferret’s girlfriend.”

“Arianna, Trey’s girlfriend.”

Dari pulled out a chair and Scott sat down next to her. “So, what do you all do?” Accustomed to the question the table started clockwise.

“Tattoo artist.”

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