Page 197 of Dream Girl
Jett spat out his beer. “Evan.”
“What?” I grinned. “I told you, I have fantasies. You know that she hasthree holes, right?”
“Remind me to make you tell me that in great detail.” He gave me a smoldering look.
“Yes, sir.” My eyebrows waggled. I was all for her being the filling between me and Jett. He’d be sweet with her if I asked him to.
“Pleasebe safe when you play with her. Ask me all the questions, okay? I hear you two sometimes,” he added.
Oh. Did he now? It wasn’t like that, but I could see what that might sound like to him.
“I am. And I will.” It was nice to know that I could go to Jett for advice about her.
“Okay, I wanted to check in.” He nodded.
“Thanks. When I joke about wanting her to like my men, I mean you, too. Please, have a hobby together—or more.” I grinned. They’d look hot together.
“Marti wants me to train her for the Omega League,” he laughed.
“I’d love to watch that. You took her to Cam’s class?”
“I taught Cam’s class.” He rolled his eyes.
“You love Cam’s class.” Him teaching was hot. “Who suggested the noodle place? Not that I mind, I always have room for noodles.” I finished them.
“She did. Ordered a number seventeen and added half a bottle of chili sauce to it. She also likes karaoke. We should bring her with us.” Jett grinned.
“Oh, yes, we should. I guess I should study Mandarin seriously so you three can’t talk about me behind my back?” I teased.Brennan made sure he was fluent in every language he needed for business, since his hotels were all over the place.
“Absolutely. After Wes orders her a motorcycle, we should change the order to add a sidecar–if they make Wes-sized sidecars for Grace-sized motorcycles,” he added.
“Actually, a Riley-sized sidecar would be fun. For when they get sick of alphas and want to go fuck shit up.” I laughed. I’d been trying to get Wes to ride a motorcycle for ages. He didn’t even want to ride with me.
Grace shrieked as Wes put her on his shoulders, and they splashed Brennan. Seeing her with both my alphas warmed my heart–and other things that were already inflamed.
“Thanks for getting me noodles. They were delicious. Should we go join them in the pool?” I stood and threw away the empty box.
“Anytime.” Jett kicked back his chair. “Let’s go. We can’t let them have all the fun.”
“Race you.” Taking my clothes off as I ran outside, I cannon-balled into the pool in only my briefs.
Jett, in boxer briefs, jumped in after.
“Evan.” Grace hopped on my back and started splashing Wes.
“I’m going to get you for that.” Wes tackled her off me and tickled her.
“No, I’m going to get you.” Brennan splashed them back.
Oh, my heart. Between this and last night, I felt like maybe we actually had a chance at being a family with Grace.
Chapter Fifty-Seven
Grace
“I’ve got to finish something for work, but then we can watch a movie with Evan?” Wes asked as we finished up the dishes.
It was our night to clean up after family dinner, which had basically been another prep for tomorrow’s Morris Foundation Gala.
