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I’d been surrounded by money and fame for most of my adult life. But this, right here, with Scarlett happy and content in my arms? This was all I truly needed.
Seriously? You put a picture from The Land Before Time as the group’s profile picture?
the ball with a clean, simple header.
Four. Holchester’s keeper dived. Three. His fingers grazed the ball, but they didn’t find purchase. Two. The ball sank into the back of the net. One. A moment of pure silence. Then the stadium erupted,
“We bloody did it! Take that, wankers!” Gallagher yelled, flipping the bird toward the Holchester players at the other end of the pitch.
I flipped him off, laughing again when the team set us down and Vincent attacked me with a bear hug. “Fuck you, Donovan!” he yelled in my ear. But he was grinning.
She grinned and blew me a kiss with one hand. Her other hand carried a sign that said Kick Holchester’s ass from here to Pluto in huge, bright purple letters.
I burst into laughter. God, I loved that woman. I winked and blew her a kiss back.
“We would’ve gotten here earlier, but we got distracted,” Asher added, swiping two pieces of baked shrimp toast off a passing server’s platter. He handed me one and popped the other in his mouth. My brother visibly gagged. “Don’t ever say stuff like that in front of me again. I’m going to be sick.”
“I was talking about the injured bird we saved from the side of the road. What were you talking about?” I laughed and nudged Asher gently with my elbow. “Stop teasing him. You two play nice while I say hi to Brooklyn.”
“No. It’s because she’s annoying.” “You used to think Asher was annoying, and now you’re best friends.” Vincent’s mouth curled. “Best friends is pushing it. We tolerate each other.” “I’m standing right here,” Asher interjected. “But he’s right. We tolerate each other for the team and for you. That’s it.”
They tolerated each other so much they were going to watch the upcoming Nate Reynolds movie without me, but whatever. I wasn’t bitter or anything.
“It’s not your dick, is it?” His chuckle rose over the din, teasing my senses. “Not necessarily, but if you want to see it…” My blush deepened. “I’ve seen it plenty. I don’t need—what are you doing?” I squealed out a laugh when Asher pulled me into a dark room off the foyer and locked the door behind us.
