Page 81 of A Very Titan Christmas
Jared groused. “I’m not fuckin’ singing—”
“Sugar already signed you up.”
Bryce enjoyed the hell out of Jared’s mouth twitch and understood that Boss Man would sing karaoke whether or not he wanted to.
“I’m game,” Rachel said. “You?”
“Why not?”
“Great!” Beth moved on.
“The kids judge us.With comments.” Jared frowned. “I’m gonna need another one of those margaritas.”
“This might be the most fun I’ve ever had at a Christmas party.” Rachel stirred her drink, which had a mint garnish. “Thanks for inviting me.”
Jared gave her a funny look. “You’re with him.” He nodded to Bryce. “So you’re part of us.”
Sugar sashayed over. “Are you singing?”
“Obviously,” Bryce deadpanned. “The better question is: What’s Boss Man gonna belt out?”
“I can pick my own damn song.”
“We’re singing ‘Baby It’s Cold Outside.’ Duet. Get your game face on. I told Roman and Cash we’re going to crush them.”
“What are they singing?” Rachel asked.
“Some song fromFrozen. We have to demolish them.”
“Jesus fuckin’…” Jared ran a hand over his face. “Baby Cakes, you’re gonna be the death of me.”
Sugar linked her arm with his. “Such a grumpy grump. Come on, sexy, dance with me.”
Boss Man didn’t put up much of a fight, and the face Sugar made over his shoulder left Rachel in a fit of giggles.
Yeah, this was the world where he wanted to live. Bryce took Rachel’s hand and meandered through the party, walking past Seven and Jax’s epic reindeer flip cup battle and the Savage boys building marshmallow trebuchets.
Rachel put on an abandoned Santa hat. “How do I look?”
“Perfect.” Bryce tugged her outside to the most private spot he could find and wrapped her to his chest. “Want to do this again next year?”
Her smile made her eyes sparkle. “Yes.”
“And the one after that?”
“For sure.”
He locked eyes with her and didn’t know exactly how to say what he needed to. He hadn’t been great at communication when they were first together. He’d been a teenager and an idiot. The two seemed to go hand in hand, though he’d seen more than enough adults ruin a great relationship because they couldn’t find the time or the way to communicate. Hell, he’d almost ruined everything at the hospital last week by making an assumption instead of saying what needed to be said and clarifying what needed to be clarified. “I’ve been letting you rest all week—”
“Rest? I’ve had more sex in the past week than I’ve had in my life.”
He grinned. “Maybe rest isn’t the right word.”
“Maybe not. Though I’m not complaining.” Her assessing eyes studied him, and then her eyebrow crept upward playfully. “What do you need to tell me?”
“I told Jared that I’ll be based out of Philadelphia.”
Rachel’s lips parted, and her coy playfulness sobered with a heart-strumming hopefulness. “You did?”
