Burn(118)

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Ash’s phone rang and he saw it was Jace calling.

            “Hey, man, women giving you fits yet?”

            Jace chuckled. “You ought to get up here, man.”

            Ash’s eyes narrowed and he glanced over at Gabe who was also paying close attention to the conversation.

            “What’s going on?” Ash demanded. “Are they all right?”

            “Oh yeah, they’re fine. But I think we’re going to have to go to plan B.”

            “What’s plan B?”

            “Well, plan A was for me to get them all in the limo and home after they got plastered and had fun. However, they’re currently on the floor of a private box, staring up at the ceiling and talking about shit I don’t have a clue about. If you have any hope of salvaging the evening, my suggestion is for you to come collect your woman and get her ass home.”

            Ash chuckled. “Gabe and I will be there in a few. Watch over them until then.”

            “Will do,” Jace said as he rang off.

            “What the hell?” Gabe demanded.

            Ash laughed. “According to Jace, they’re pretty shitfaced. He said they’re lying on the floor of one of the boxes. He suggested we might want to go collect our women if we had any hope of later.”

            “I’ll ride with you and call my driver on the way to have him meet us there.”

            Ash nodded. “Let’s roll.

            Twenty minutes later, they pulled up to the club. Ash directed the driver to park a short distance away and remain on standby. Then he and Gabe got out and walked toward the entrance.

            Thank God Brandon was out waiting for them. The line was still long. They would have never gotten in if it weren’t for Brandon.

            “Do I even want to know?” Gabe asked Brandon as they headed in.

            Brandon laughed. “No, I doubt it. They had a good night, though. Nobody messed with them. The club owner hung out with them most of the night and security is always tight around him.”

            “Who is this club owner and why the fuck was he hanging with our women?” Ash demanded.

            Brandon laughed again. “Not women. Just one. He seems pretty interested in Brittany. He’s been velcroed to her all night and that’s not like him. He’s never short on women to keep him company, but it’s rare for him to seek a woman out like he did Brittany.”

            Ash scowled. The man needed to stay away from his sister.

            Brandon led them up a short flight of stairs to the second level where many private boxes and open tables formed a semicircle above the dance floor. At the door, Brandon knocked softly and it opened, revealing Jace and a man Ash didn’t recognize.

            Jace looked up and saw them. His smile was instant and he nodded for them to come through. When Ash and Gabe stepped inside, Ash’s eyes widened when he took in the sight before him.

            There were women everywhere. Really beautiful women. This was any man’s wet dream. A room full of gorgeous, very drunk women.

            But his focus zeroed in on just one. Josie. She was sprawled on the end of the couch, her arm dangling over the side. Mia was lying below her, but the upper half of her body was between Josie and the couch so her head rested on Josie’s hip. At the bottom, Bethany lay in the opposite direction so her feet were all but shoved in Josie’s face.

            On the floor, Chessy, Gina and Trish were lying down in various poses while Caroline was sprawled in a chair, her legs propped up over the arm.