Total pages in book: 33
Estimated words: 30692 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 153(@200wpm)___ 123(@250wpm)___ 102(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 30692 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 153(@200wpm)___ 123(@250wpm)___ 102(@300wpm)
Tate groaned and made a face. “Yeah, you and Jeremy are so damn sickly sweet to your women, hanging out with you two might rub off on me and mess with my ability to bash the other team into the boards at my game on Tuesday,” he complained.
I glared at him. “Quit shit-talking my brother before I regret letting you bum a ride on my plane so you could have a guys’ night out away from all of the attention you’re getting in Chicago.”
Tate rolled his eyes. “Of course you’re defending him. You’ve been all over your girl ever since we got here, too.”
“Yeah, what the fuck is up with you and Samantha?” Jeremy set his cards down and looked across the table at me. “Since when have the two of you been an item? And why am I only hearing—or seeing really since you haven’t said shit—about it now?”
Landon scowled. “Ever since I made the mistake of sending my baby sister to Chicago to help with a project I’m working on with you guys there.” He buried his face in the crook of his wife’s neck with a groan, making her giggle. “If only I’d known that your brother would break all the rules about not dating your friend’s sister or mixing business with pleasure.”
“Like you have any room to talk,” I scoffed, shaking my head. Then I shot him a smug look as I wrapped an arm around Samantha and pulled her onto my lap. “Zoe worked for you before you got married.”
“And James didn’t have to trick me into getting married in order to get me to give him a chance,” Samantha added, grinning at her brother and making me chuckle.
“Seriously, how am I just learning about this now?” Jeremy repeated, shaking his head. “We talk just about every day, and you never said a word.”
I glanced at McKenna, then back at my brother and raised an eyebrow. “Dude, you can’t complain about me not telling you that I’m dating Samantha when you married McKenna before we even had the chance to meet her,” I pointed out with a shrug.
“I told you guys you could fly in for it,” Jeremy muttered.
Jason laughed and shook his head. “Only four hours before you were getting hitched.”
“It’s not my fault you didn’t drop everything so you could make it out to LA in time.” Jeremy pushed away from the table to get up and walk over to his wife.
Jason’s brows drew together. “If not yours, then whose fault would it be?”
“Quit complaining.” Jeremy wrapped his arm around her back and pulled her against his side. “At least you got to watch the ceremony from your phone.”
“Or if you’re going to complain, do it about the fact that we’re supposed to be playing poker, not gossiping about your relationships,” Tate griped, heaving a deep sigh as he got up and went to the fridge to grab a beer.
Jeremy tucked McKenna tighter into his side and stared down at her with a besotted smile. “Sorry, baby. They’re usually better behaved than this.”
“Don’t believe a word he says, he’s just trying not to scare you off,” Samantha warned. “I’ve been around my brother and Jeremy plenty of times, and they’ve always bickered like this.”
“Bickered?” I echoed, nipping at her neck. “You’re making us sound like an old married couple instead of the manly men that we are.”
“Remind me again why I let my sister work for me?” Landon scrubbed his palm down his face. “Especially now when I have to watch them do shit like that, knowing I’m the one who sent her into the lion’s den.”
“Did you hear that, baby? Your brother called me a lion,” I teased, letting out a low roaring sound that made Landon cringe.
McKenna hugged Jeremy and smiled up at him. “We should bring my grandfather to the next poker night. He’ll fit right in with all of the bickering.”
Jeremy nodded and kissed her. “Great idea, baby. I can see him running the table and taking all of our money, too.”
Tate heaved a deep sigh. “As long as he actually plays the hand he’s dealt instead of leaving his cards on the table and forgetting all about the game, he sounds like a perfect addition to me.”
“That’s assuming I bring you along next time after all the complaining you’ve done tonight. I thought hockey players were supposed to be stoic and shit,” I muttered.
“Nah, you’re thinking of football players like the one my sister recently married.” Tate shook his head with a sigh. “Then again, he’d fit right in with the bunch of you. Not only is he totally gaga over Talia but he also let her think their relationship was fake when they were first starting out.”
“Sounds like he’s our kind of guy,” Landon agreed.
“Maybe I should invite him to the game next month instead of Tate,” I joked.