Ghost groans. “I like my c**k where it is, Red. Bone’s going to kill me if I even breathe near her wrong.”
“From where I’m standing,” I say, tilting my head toward the other side of the room, “he’s too busy playing tonsil tennis with Amber to notice.”
Echo chuckles. “He’s got a point, Ghost. Might be time to stir the pot.”
Ghost sighs heavily. “You owe me big for this.”
“I do,” I agree with a grin before throwing my arms around his shoulders in a quick hug. “Thanks.”
I head back to the table and settle beside Rose and Hex again.
“What did you do?” Rose asks, her eyes narrowing with suspicion.
I just smile and sip from Hex’s drink. “You’ll see.”
I don’t have to wait long. I’m still watching the bar when Ghost peels away from Echo, shooting me a look that says I better appreciate thi
