Kiera stopped at the table, Kate in tow. Kate was blatantly staring at Justin. She only flicked a cursory glance at me when I said hello. Kiera handed me a bottle of beer with a wink. I grinned at her as Kate nervously held a tray holding a pitcher of beer and glasses for all the guys. Justin looked up at Kiera, gave her a smile, then slid his eyes to Kate; they stayed on Kate. Interesting.

Kiera lifted a hand toward her friend and coworker. “Hey, Justin. This is Kate. She’s helping me tonight.” I raised my eyebrows as I watched Kiera interact with Justin. She talked to him smoothly, easily, just as she would with me or the other D-Bags. It was nice to see her more comfortable in her own skin. Because it was truly remarkable skin, and she should be comfortable in it.

Kate awkwardly put down the tray and lifted her hand in a small wave. “Hi…I just…love your music.”

Her cheeks flushed with color, and I shook my head in amusement. Justin went on to thank her, but I tuned them out as Kiera sat down on my lap. Ah…heaven. Wrapping my arms around her, I smiled and said, “Thanks for the beer.”

She gave me a soft kiss. “Just doing my job.”

Grabbing her hips, I pulled her into me, rubbing her against me. “This is your job?” I suggestively asked.

She laughed, then tucked a loose strand of dark hair behind her ear. Leaning forward, she quietly said, “Only when you’re the customer.”

I chuckled at her answer then kissed her neck. “Well, I like it, so I’ll just have to make sure I’m your only customer from now on.”

The look on her face when she pulled back was adoring. “You are…my only.”

Damn. My heart swelled, squeezed, and did this weird fluttery thing. Soft smile on my face, I looked down as I let the content feeling overwhelm me. Kiera kissed my cheek, then stood up to take care of the other customers that she actually did have, but her words stuck with me. My only.

As much fun as it was to hang out with Justin and the guys, I was ready to go home with Kiera…to our home. Just the thought made me grin. But she couldn’t leave yet, so I made the most of my time—laughing, drinking, and eventually, dancing. Since Kiera was the only one I wanted to dance with, I twirled her around the edge of the crowd whenever she had a break between customers.

I was just pulling her tight to me when Griffin suddenly approached us. Looking forlorn, he tapped Kiera’s shoulder. Her expression when she looked over at him was priceless; it was almost like she thought he was going to ask for a turn. I didn’t think that was it though.

“Hey, where’s your sister?” he asked.