Beautiful Broken Promises(85)



Whatever was about to happen, it was going to be good. The music commenced, pumping an energetic beat. It felt familiar, but I really had no clue what song was coming.

“She’s about to teach you a lesson,” Quinn informed Jax as she joined us.

“I know and it drives me f*cking crazy, but I can’t help but love it so goddamn much at the same time.”

“Oh my God! You picked a song I actually know!” Raegan called out, clapping her hands. Did I mention that Raegan was about two drinks too many into her night?

“Why’s she gotta bring my girl into this?” I moaned.

“I don’t know this song, Quinn,” Jax said loudly above the music. “Give me some idea what I just got myself into!”

Quinn giggled and said, “Well, um… it’s about a promiscuous girl.”

I couldn’t hold it back because it was all just so damn funny. My head flew back and I let out a sidesplitting laugh.

Jax continued to look at Quinn for more. “It’s by *cat Dolls,” she told him. Then it clicked for me, and I knew exactly where this was going. She continued, “It’s about a girl asking a guy to take off her clothes…” She waved her hand as if to say, ‘catch up man!’ Jax groaned but then leaned forward in his chair to watch the show.

“It’s a bad girl anthem,” Audrey added, as she saddled up beside Jace. He kissed the side of her neck and smiled at her, probably happy she wasn’t about to unleash her inner bad girl.

The beat dropped and so did Em and Raegan, who both crouched down and began to bounce with the tune. The guys around them quickly forgot their games and it was clear they had found their new entertainment. Two of them stood to make their way toward them, and I caught my girl imperceptibly shake her head over Em’s shoulder.

My girl.

God, this girl.

I loved this girl.

Still dazed by my new revelation, I watched as she moved her hips to the beat. Her little waist rotated and she could probably give whoever was actually singing this song a run for their money. Em and Raegan moved closer to one another and they grabbed at each other’s hips, which were still swirling to the rhythm. My heart stopped. Actually, it dropped to the damn floor, along with my jaw.

“Fuuuuck,” Jax groaned. Because the only thing that was hotter than your girl dancing provocatively? Your girl dancing provocatively with another girl.

“Yeah. What he said,” I mumbled. My eyes were probably the size of golf balls, protruding from their sockets.

The beat was steady and energetic. Em began slowly loosening each button on her navy blue shirt, and I kid you not, a growl ripped from Jaxon’s throat. Raegan grabbed the edge of the pool table and dipped down. Every guy behind her watched her every move, probably trying to catch a glance down her shirt. Jaxon and I both launched to our feet. Em turned her back on us, but I could still see her hands moving in front.

“Emerson…” Jaxon bit out.

When we could all see from behind that her shirt was fully open, our eyes were glued and our feet stayed firmly planted. Jaxon was vibrating and even Quinn looked shocked. With Em’s back facing us, Raegan moved in front of her and smiled. She moved her hands to Em’s shoulders. They were up to something, but as long as it wasn't my girl with her shirt off, I didn’t mind letting the show continue.

Raegan didn’t move her hands from Em’s shoulders while they continued dancing, and I could tell the song was winding down. With Raegan’s hands went Em’s shirt as she flung it off of her. Under her shirt was another sleeveless shirt, and an audible sigh of relief whooshed from Jaxon’s chest.

Em spun around and pointed at Jaxon, laughing. Raegan was smiling from ear-to-ear and looking pretty pleased with herself. The waitress from earlier chose that time to return with a tray full of shot glasses carrying neon blue liquid.

Rae lined them up along the edge of the pool table and gestured for the guys behind her to take one. Em handed one to Raegan and they all raised them in the air.

“Take this,” Em called out loudly, “as an apology from my husband. He hates to share and sometimes forgets that his wife isn’t a toy!” With a blatant wink back at Jax, she turned back to Raegan as Jaxon let out a bellowing laugh. The two girls wound their arms around each other and flung back the shots.

“I love your girl, dude,” I said to Jaxon, after we’d managed to stop laughing our asses off. When his eyebrow rose, I finished, “I love her for doing this with Raegan. She needed to be included. It’ll be good for her to have friends that are chicks.”

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