Page 159 of Rock Me All Night
"Stay," Pete calls out. "We're going to have to blast a movie if we want to hear anything besides Miles screaming in ecstasy." He laughs. "Though, Meg, you're free to make as much noise as you want."
"That's my girlfriend, asshole," Miles says. "If that's okay with you."
My body fills with warmth. "Absolutely."
"You're lucky I'm preoccupied, or I'd kick your ass." Miles leads me up the stairs. "Tom, berate Pete about the loud phone sex."
"Any time." Tom sends us a salute.
We pass Drew and Pete. My cheeks burn. I mouththank you, though I'm not sure who I'm thanking. Everyone, I guess.
They're all happy for us.
Pete winks at me. I'm pretty sure Miles sees it, but I don't think he cares.
We're going to be preoccupied for the rest of the night.
