“Those Neanderthals over there.” Taryn waived vaguely over her shoulder. “Bragging to each other about the chicks they’ve been nailing and whatnot. Reminds me why I hate people. Too many of them are idiots.”
Emma laughed, picked up a nacho and shoved it in Taryn’s face. “You like people, you’re just cranky. Do you need food, or have these boys been failing in their duty to keep you satisfied?”
Drew choked on the beer he’d just swallowed. Richard kindly thumped his back.
“I’m just saying,” Emma continued, “a happy boss makes for happy employees.”
Caleb joined them, wrapping an arm around Taryn’s waist. “What are you guys talking about?”
The girls burst into laughter. Drew rolled his eyes and went to take his turn. He made a ball in and Emma cheered for him. He just missed the next one
