Page 176 of Sincerely, Your Enemy

“Hey, you two!” Dia calls to get the guys’ attention.

Their faces light up at the sight of us, their reactions making me smile. They’re adorable, looking at us like we’re works of art.

“Hope we’re not interrupting,” I say, slowing down before the two of them.

“Hell nah. Come here.” TJ throws his arm around my shoulders and pulls me in for a kiss at the same time Finn kisses Dia.

I match TJ’s energy without a moment’s hesitation, welcoming his kiss by pushing to the tip of my toes to deepen the connection. My stomach does a whole backflip when his hand drops to my lower back and he crushes my body to his.

God, I love him.

“Hey, lovebirds. Get a room, will you?” Finn calls us to order before things get too heated.

Thank God he did. I have this tendency to forget there are people around every time this guy kisses me.

“Trust me, I’ve been trying,” TJ jokes, clearly referencing his attempts to have shower sex this morning and then sex in the coat check room tonight.

“You and me both, brother.” Finn smirks, and a blush creeps onto Dia’s cheeks. She playfully swats Finn’s arm in response.

It’s no secret that Dia’s main focus has been launching her dog-walking app lately. It’s been taking up a lot of her energy, and she hasn’t had a lot of free time since she managed to land investors for her project. I’m guessing it’s taken a bit of a toll on their time together. Not that I’m worried about them. I can’t think of a single couple who’s survived more hardships than they have.

“Speaking of rooms, I’m missing mine. I think I’m going to go home and sleep for twelve hours,” I tell TJ.

The look of disappointment on his face fills me with guilt. “Already? It’s not even midnight.”

“Yeah, babe. I’m exhausted.”

He nods. “All right, let’s go home.”

I see what he’s doing. He thinks just because I’m leaving, he automatically has to leave, too. But he’s been having a great time tonight. And unlike me, he looks fresh as a daisy. This may be my first time being in a serious relationship, but one thing I know for sure is that I am not going to be one of those girls who forbid their men from having fun unless they’re present.

“You’re not going home. I am,” I correct him.

“But—”

“No buts. You’ve been having a blast with the guys. Just stay. Hang out. I’ll text you when I get home.”

His features twist with hesitation. He’s not entirely sold on the idea.

“You sure? I can come with you if you want. Spend the night?”

This is why I love him. It’s clear he doesn’t want to leave, and yet, here he is, willing to bail on his best friend’s birthday to make me happy.

I plant a kiss in the corner of his mouth. “Why don’t you just come over when you’re done? You can use that spare key I gave you.”

He chooses to drop a hard kiss on my mouth as a response because who needs words, anyway?

“You’re the best, you know that?” he whispers against my lips.

I pretend to do a hair flip over my shoulder. “Oh, I know.”

“Come on, I’ll walk you to your car,” he says.

“It’s not that far. I’m fine.”

“Like hell. I’m not letting my girl walk alone at night,” he insists.

We quickly say our goodbyes to Finn and Dia and begin walking toward my car, which is parked a few blocks away from the club.

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