Even Anthony’s composure breaks, and we all dissolve into laughter. “Glad to know you think my ass is nice, Ox.”
He reddens. “That wasyou? Seriously?”
I shrug. “It’s a good suit.”
“Clearly,” he deadpans. Then he winks at me. “Hat wasn’t bad, either.”
“Thanks,” I say, still chuckling and shaking my head. “But how the hell did you know it was Goldie?”
“Willa knew I was going and wanted me to make sure Goldie was okay. She told me she’d dyed her hair and what she’d be wearing. If it makes you feel any better, she thought I was my brother.”
“Liam?”
Ox nods. “I left once I saw Goldie seemed to be having a good time.”
Reid leans in. “Oh, I’m told it was way more than a good time.”
Ox’s eyes go wide. “Ooh, do tell.”
Reid looks at me.
I glance over at Anthony, who’s slowly moved over and is doing a shit job of pretending to polish glasses and ignore us. He raises an unapologetic shoulder, and I shake my head. Evenhe’sa gossip. Glad to know it’s a town-wide affliction. Still, there’s no harm in giving the masses what they want.
“I pulled her into a dark room and kissed the hell out of her.”
Ox swoons. Literally. The man puts a hand on his heart and tosses his head back andswoons. “That’s so fucking romantic.”
I glance at Anthony, who cracks a smile, and I nearly fall off my stool in response. He smirks. “Ox has always been like this, man.”
Ox nods. “It’s true.”
“But you took your masks off first—right?” Reid prompts.
“You’re incorrigible.”
Anthony slides a fresh beer over.
“The man wants to know,” Reid says. “Give our Chief the details.”
“Fine. But no more details like that.”
Reid holds his hands up. “I don’t want to know any more than that.”
“Same,” Anthony chimes in.
“Girls aren’t my jam,” Ox adds.
I roll my eyes. “I pulled her into a dark room. I took my hat off, then my mask. Then I took hers off and we kissed. It…was incredible.”
“And you really didn’t realize it was Goldie?” Ox asks.
“Never,” I admit. “But she knew it was me.”
“No way,” Ox says.
“Really?” Reid says.
“Yep,” Anthony answers.