“So, Bailey spent the night.” I nodded. “Sure did.” “You’re grinning like a lunatic,” Ty said from the back seat. “Just FYI.” I stole a glance in the rear-view mirror. He was right. “Can’t a man be happy?” I said, turning away to shoulder-check and easing out of the passing spot. “Damn, guys.” He snorted. “Did you even get laid?” “Not that it’s your business, but nope.” If I was this loopy now, I was going to be straight-up cracked out after that happened. It was going to be great. Fuck, now I was thinking about sex with James at the most inopportune time.
