Page 75 of Unraveling Rain
I chuckle and lift her hand to my lips, kissing each knuckle one by one.
The girl finishes her song, and we all clap—but River stands out, hooting and hollering louder than anyone else.
“Are you okay there, brother?” Miles asks, side-eyeing him.
River blinks, snapping back to his usual stoic self. “Yeah, I’m fine. I just thought she did a good job.”
The table snickers, and River downs the rest of his beer in one long gulp.
“It’s been fun, but I’m out.” He stands, looking at Merlin. “Are you sticking around?”
Merlin nods.
“Good, I’ll see you around then.” River drops some cash in front of Miles and heads for the door.
“Oops,” Ruin murmurs. “I guess we shouldn’t have called him out.”
Rain smirks. “We totally should’ve. That was the first time I’ve seen him gape at a girl. This is good for him.”
Everyone at the table nods in agreement.
Miles rises with his beer in hand. “Excuse me, everyone. It’s time for me to do some recon. I never thought I’d have the chance to be a wingman for River.”
Laughter follows him as Ruin and Gio stand too.
“I guess we will be on our way too. This was great, everyone,” Ruin says, hugging each sibling in turn.
I hug her, and she whispers, “I’m so happy for you both.”
I squeeze her tighter for a second, then nod.
Rain is talking to Merlin. He nods at something she says, then hugs her goodbye.
When she turns to me, there’s a saucy look on her face.
“Let’s go, Hotshot. Time for us to hit the hay.”
I’m on my feet before she’s done talking. She chuckles, amused by my enthusiasm.
“Let me go pay the bill, and we’ll be on our way.”
I head to the bar, ready to cover everyone’s tab, but the bartender waves me off.
“Sorry, man. Mr. Gio already paid.”
I chuckle and slip my black card back into my wallet. Of course he did. It’s easy to forget he’s a billionaire when he acts like a regular guy.
“Ready?” I ask, returning to Rain’s side.
She’s watching her brothers, now talking animatedly with a group of girls—River’s mystery girl included.
She stands and laces her fingers with mine as we walk toward the exit.
“What about your brothers? Do they need a ride?”
She glances back,waving. They wave in return.
“No, Merlin drove. They’re good.”
