Page 186 of Dream Girl
Grace laughed. “Do I even meet the height requirement?”
“For your designation, maybe?” He rested his arm on her head, and she laughed again.
“Ooh, how many points did you get?” Evan bounded over, still in his Center polo.
“She won,” Riley told him.
Evan kissed her. “You did, great job.” His eyes lit up as he saw the iced coffee in Jett’s hand. “Is that for me?”
I was so happy Evan had found such good people to love him. All of them were great guys–even Brennan.
Jett leaned in and kissed him. “You know it is.”
Evan took the coffee. “Thanks. Can I join in? Did we order food? I’m so hungry.”
I glanced at my phone. “The appetizers will be here shortly. The drinks are on the table.”
“Found mine. Or what I hoped was mine.” Brennan held up a bourbon. “If it’s not, it’s mine now, sorry. Oh, fuck, who got that score?”
“Grace. I’d love to see her and Lexi at the range,” Jett said, arm still around Evan.
“Yeah? That sounds fun.” Wes came over holding a beer and gave her a kiss.
“Why don’t we all play a round together,” Riley suggested.
“Perfect, then the food should be here,” I replied
We all took a seat, and I used the app to pay for all our games. The countdown went off, and music played as the targets moved, and we shot as many as we could before the timer went off.
The targets stopped, and the scoreboard lit up. Grace had won, again, but Jett was only a couple of points off.
“Well played,” Jett told her.
She gave Brennan a look. “I can contribute to protecting the pack.”
“Noted.” Brennan nodded.
“Protect me, Peaches.” Evan scooped her off the stool and clutched her to his chest, planting a kiss on her forehead.
“Wow, Grace, you have so many points. We’ll play more after dinner, and you can win something cute for Evan as a bonding gift,” Riley said as she led us back to our table.
“I love that idea. I’ll play a few more games after dinner and win something for you, too,” Evan said as he carried her through the arcade.
“That sounds fun,” she said as he set her in a chair.
She grabbed a beer and took a long drink, lips wrapped around the bottle’s neck in the most tantalizing way.
The server brought out a bunch of appetizers. Probably enough for most people to have for dinner if we didn’t have a teenager who regularly consumed her weight in chips, and a bunch of alphas.
“Ooh, who ordered onion rings for me?” Brennan’s face lit up as he took one.
“I ordered them, but I’ll share.” Grace took one.
Brennan nodded. “Thank you for being a good sharer, Grace.”
She smirked. “Likewise.”
We went around the table and talked about our days, not unlike family dinner. Riley also filled us in on who’d gotten detention. As we finished our appetizers, the server brought the pizzas and refreshed our drinks. She also brought some chicken wings and fries for Evan.
