Page 143 of Just Wait

I’ve been there.

Instead, I scoop up my sweater and phone before making my way out to the living room.

All three of the guys are scattered about, and I have to make the call about where to sit.

Kincaid quirks an eyebrow, patting his chest.

I cross to him, toss my sweater on the floor, and sit with my back to his chest.

“I checked my results.” I pull my phone out and the page is already loaded. “Good news. Everything is negative.” I peek at Kincaid over my shoulder. “Here, you can look through it yourself.”

“I’m good,” he says, planting a hand on my middle. “Would you like to check out ours? Nothing new popped up.”

I shake my head. “No, thank you.”

I believe he would tell me if anything changed, and I already saw the copies of their lab work that was taken before the tour started.

“Would you guys like to see my results?” I ask, glancing between Riser and Malcolm.

They decline, but Riser says, “I picked up a bunch of notebook pages this morning. They were crumpled up, but I know how songwriting goes. I tossed them into a grocery bag and put them under the sink.” He nods to the kitchen. “That way, there’s no risk of them getting thrown away until you’re sure you won’t need them.”

I pat Kincaid’s hand and climb from his lap, making my way over to Riser.

“That was very thoughtful.” I climb onto his lap, facing him. “We’re getting close to the end of October. Didn’t you tell me your birthday is this month?”

In reality, I know I remember him saying that. I even did a quick internet search the other day when I was bored. As far as our zodiac compatibility goes, Scorpio and Cancer are a solid match.

He nods as his hands come to rest on my ass.

“Riser is our very own Halloween baby,” Malcolm says, chuckling. “They grow up so fast.”

“Halloween?” I ask Riser, keeping eye contact.

“Yeah,” he says, shrugging. “But my birthday is no big deal. We don’t need to do anything special.”

That is absolutely not going to fly.

Birthdays are always important.

Riser is the most in tune with what everyone else needs. I’m going to have to find him a meaningful gift.

“Oh no,” Kincaid says. “We’re in Virginia for your birthday. Mal and I were going to surprise you. We rented a fancy-as-fuck cabin at this resort.”

“Holy fuck,” Malcolm says, chuckling. “I forgot about that. It’s going to be even better having you with us, baby doll.”

I grin over my shoulder at him.

That sounds like a lot of fun.

“By the way,” Kincaid says. “I looked over the contract. Nothing stood out to me. Have you decided if you’re going to sign it?”

I twist even farther until I can see him. “If everything looks good, I’m going to sign today.”

He nods, and I refocus on Riser.

“Okay, now we need to play twenty questions, so I can figure out what to buy you for your birthday gift.”

Ry chuckles, low and throaty. “Having you there will be the perfect gift. I don’t need anything else.”