“Yeah, but I’m sure it won’t be long until you find a willing male.” I give her a kiss on the cheek to soften the blow. “Guys, I’m out.” I announce to the booth.
Axel’s hazel eyes are looking at me while I stand in front of them, then they glance towards the fuming brunette sitting in her seat.
“Okay y’all, come on let’s get out of here. We have rehearsals in the morning and it looks like our girls may have had a little too much fun.”
Nodding to my friend, silently thanking him for pulling the plug on tonight’s outing, I walk up towards the girls table, my arms wrapping around Sienna’s legs, pulling her over my shoulder screaming. Christian and Finn follow suit with Vanessa and Isla; the girls screaming blue murder as we escort them out the back to our waiting cars.
“Evan, what the fuck?” Sienna yells, as her hot little ass hits the leather of the limousine’s seat.
“I am tired and ready to go home.”
Frowning, she huffs a little more before we’re joined by the pissed off screams of Vanessa and Isla. Their grievance apparent with Christian and Finn.
“We were just having fun,” Isla whines, fiddling with something in her bag.
“So it’s okay for you boys to have girls all over you, but when we get some attention you haul us all away like fucking cavemen. We are not your women to do this to,” Vanessa fumes.
“Exactly, you boys had perfectly willing women in your laps all night, you didn’t have to grab three unwilling ones.” Sienna seethes while crossing her arms over her chest, pushing up her tits.
Focus Evan.
We all looked at each other, confused at the girls’ anger.
“Don’t forget you ladies work for us and when we say we are ready to go home, that means we are ready to go home.” I stated. Pulling the boss card felt like a dick move but it was all I had without exposing the thoughts swirling in my head.
The other two boys agreed. Pulling out my phone I text Finn and Christian because the silence in the car was deafening.
Evan: So … interesting ride.
Christian: I don’t get why the girls are pissed?
Finn: I didn’t like the way those men were looking at them.
Evan: What the hell got into them tonight?
They both look up from their phones and shrug at me.
Finn: Something going on between you and those girls?
I raise my eyebrow at Finn, like he can talk.
Evan: Same thing that is going on between you and Isla.
Finn’s head pops up. “Nothing.” He shouts, causing everyone’s heads to turn to him like he has some form of Tourette’s. Looking at his phone he’s furiously typing again.
Finn: nothing is going on between Isla and me.
Christian and I look at him, letting him know we are not convinced.
Finn: Oscar will kill me.
Now we are getting somewhere.
Christian: She’s had a thing for you since we were kids. You can’t tell me nothing has ever happened.
Finn looks at us and nodded. The poor guy just confessed that he has messed around with his best friend’s baby sister – the one who is totally off limits to all of us, and has been off limits all our lives.
Christian: Secrets safe bro.
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Finn visibly relaxes.
Finn: So u and Nessa???
Christian rolls his eyes before looking over at where she was sitting huddle with Sienna and Isla having their own conversation.
Christian: The night of our house party, she busted her toy boy with his co-star and I tried to cheer her up.
Evan: Fuck.
Christian nods at both of us.
Christian: She’s my best friend, it shouldn’t have happened, everything is weird now.
He and Vanessa were tight, it shouldn’t have happened, they each have so much to lose. I had a feeling they would have hooked up at some point.
Evan: May have done the same thing with Sienna.
They both looked at me shocked and quickly started typing again.
Finn: Shit.
Christian: Fuck! Vanessa will kill you if she finds out, she warned you.
Evan: It’s over now, we said while we were in LA then once the tour starts no more.
The boys both look at me with smug looks on their faces.
Christian: How’s that turning out for ya?
Evan: As good as you two.
Nodding to each other – the three of us were fucked.
The girls jump out of the car first, racing to the door of the house. They stomp up the stairs. Each of us boys gives the other a smirk, and start heading towards our rooms, none of us wanting to deal with the wrath of these women any longer. Sienna’s door is shut as I make my way up the stairs. I’m tempted to knock, instead I stand there for a moment until the door flies open and there’s Sienna in nothing but a tank top and boy shorts. Fuck!