Secrets Worth Keeping (Finding my Home #2)- Nikita Parmenter Page 0,130

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“We thought you might have been otherwise engaged” Riot grins wriggling his eyebrows.

I crack up laughing and Jensen joins in as the others watch us amused, still moving the cups.

“I like how you guys have somehow managed to work it so that we’re the ones that are tidying up the mess that you made” Riot chuckles.

“Happy accident” I reply grinning and he chuckles.

Finally after what seems like hours they get to us and I yell thank you as I sprint out of the door, Jensen hot on my heels.

“Where the fuck are you two going now!?” Atty yells after us.

“Need to pee!” I yell back as I crash through the door leading into the main part of the house and sprint up the stairs to my room, still unsure where any other damn bathrooms are and considering we’re leaving tomorrow that’s a pretty impressive feat. A pang of sadness and trepidation goes through me at the thought of tomorrow and I viciously push it away. Tomorrow me can deal with that.

Feeling infinitely better now I’ve been to the bathroom I practically skip back downstairs, past some of the guys sat in the sitting area and into the kitchen following my nose and the smell of chocolate. The kitchens empty when I arrive and I know I should go and help clear up the mess me and Jensen made, but first, I want whatever is making that delicious smell. My eyes zero in on a truly ginormous mound of brownies and I do a little happy dance on my way over to them. I pick up one and hop up onto the counter sitting down to eat it. I’m completely unsurprised to find that these really are the best brownies I have ever tasted. At this point though I’d be more surprised if Rafe made something that tasted vaguely bad.

I’ve got enough beer in me that not only am I still doing my happy food dance but I’m doing it more enthusiastically than I normally would, still sat on the counter and apparently humming as well.

Trick suddenly looks over at me and grins before he nudges the others who all glance at me before matching grins light up their faces.

“You found the brownies then?” Rafe asks, smirking.

“Yeppers” I grin.

Trick gets up off of the couch and comes into the kitchen area, standing in front of me as his hands land on my bare legs, I glance down at them confused.

“Shit, when did I take my pants off?” I question genuinely confused but shrug and stuff another bite of brownie in my mouth as I start happy dancing again.

The guys all start laughing as Jensen snorts in amusement and I have all of their attention, the game abandoned. Trick’s amused gaze runs over me for a second before he tilts his head his grin widening as he comes to some sort of realisation.

“Ever, Sweetheart, are you drunk?” he asks trying and failing to suppress his grin.

“I am moderately functional” I reply primly and someone chokes out a laugh from behind Trick.

“I’ll take that as a yes” he chuckles.

“Got it one sugar tits” I compliment pointing my brownie at him before I take another bite.

“What the fuck, Ever?” he asks his grey eyes dancing with amusement as he no longer tries to suppress his grin. “I do not have tits” he says lifting up his shirt and showing off a deliciously sculpted chest and lickable abs.

I can’t help myself I lean forward quickly and flick my tongue over his nipple before moving back again and grinning as he just stares at me seemingly frozen. There’s a beat of stunned silence before everyone suddenly bursts out laughing. Making me grin happily, I like making them laugh. Using Trick’s distraction to my advantage I hop up onto the counter properly and use it to walk around the kitchen to the plate of brownies, unsure why I sat so damn far away from them in the first place.

I snatch one up, whilst the guys are still laughing Trick finally unfreezing enough to join in and watching me with a soft look that quickly turns amused as I grab another brownie just in case and do my happy dance stood up on the counter before I plop my ass back down, closer to the brownies this time.

“Do you want an Irish hot chocolate, Dragonfly?” Rafe asks, coming into the kitchen and giving me a soft kiss as he starts to get the ingredients out, already knowing what