Page 43 of Spoiled by Daddy's 4 Dirty Friends

“No!” I grab his arm as he approaches some people. I grab him tighter and dig my heels in. “Gunner!”

He turns, sweeps me off my feet, so I’m bent backwards. “If it turns you on, you know I have to do it.”

“You turn me,” I grumble. “All on your own – fight free.”

“Next time, then.” He kisses me hungrily. “Maybe Neal still wants to try something.”

I roll my eyes and keep teasing him until Holden finally puts a stop to our teasing. He pulls me against him. “Maybe Gunner should have to fight me.”

“No!” I hold my hand out to Gunner who isclearlyready to take on this challenge. “No fighting each other. Number one rule. No fighting between us, especially physical fighting.”

“It would be playful,” Gunner says with a smile so wicked that I feel myself get wet all over again.

Roman and Nick come out and take in exactly what’s going on. Roman stands between Gunner and Holden, who’s still wrapped around me. “Do I need to ask?”

“Nope.” I say. “I have it one hundred percent handled.”

But Nick steals me away and Gunner and Holden grumble about how they could easily keep things playful. And they prove it when we get back to our room, turning the bed into a wrestling ring.

I watch with Roman and Nick as they tackle one another, roll around, laugh and grunt. Roman chuckles. “Reminds me of summers with Massimo.”

“Not just soccer?” I ask.

“Definitely not. We were growing boys. How else do you get a girl’s attention?” Roman chuckles. “Nonna hated us coming home with bruises.”

“Any black eyes?” Nick asks.

“Just one.”

“My sisters would goad me,” Gunner says, taking a snack break from his wrestling. “I have never had to worry about them when it comes to guys.”

“Then I’m behind.” I nudge Nick. “I need some training.”

“As soon as we get back, sweetheart,” He assures me, kissing the top of my head. “But we’ll have to talk about dress code.”

“Just underwear, obviously,” I laugh.

“She’ll win.” Gunner points at me.

“Every time,” Holden agrees.

“No faith in my dedication to teach.” Nick sighs.

I nibble his neck. “Or your ability to distract when only in boxers.”

We play around for a while longer, definitely not acting our age before Gunner looks at his phone. “My family got home safely.”

“I think mine is still running around Paris.” I feel color drain from my face. “Mom better not come up here to tease.”

“If she does, Miles isn’t doing his job.” Roman chuckles.

I gasp and swat at Roman. He catches my hand and kisses my wrist.

Nick laughs. They tease me about my parents having sex until I cover my ears and tell them I’m showering on my own. The last thing I want to think about on my honeymoon is my parents.

But I do like this playful side to my guys. We’ve been so serious the last few weeks getting everything set for the wedding and fixing things as necessary in our home life. I like getting to see them smile, tease each other, and be included in it.

I finish showering and grab the very last towel. I smile to myself. No way am I going to tell the guys we’re out. They can find out, walk around completely naked, glistening with water, making me all hot and bothered.

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