Page 62 of Almost Ours

“I’M GONNA FLY, MOTHER FUCKERS!”

“You're about to be fucking barred!"

The table erupts into laughter as two security guards reach them.

Josh shakes his head, a quiet laugh escaping him. "He really is batshit."

I snort. "Don't let O know you think that. He'll love having someone on his side for once."

Josh watches as Oscar grabs the back of Cam's shirt and hauls him off the table. "Can you blame him?"

“Not really."

He glances back at me, and his smile widens, satisfaction written all over his face. "You wore them."

Startled by the change in conversation, I blink. "Wore what?"

He points at the top of my head. "The bunny ears."

Oh.

Nervously, I lift a hand to feel them. They're perched on top of my head. "Yeah." I drop my hand. "I did. You told me they suited me."

"And I was telling the truth."

I laugh softly, instantly fascinated by the condensation running down his beer bottle. "Were you?"

"Yeah." I can feel his gaze on my face even though I refuse to look up. "I'm just disappointed the glow sticks weren't for blowjobs after all."

That makes my gaze collide with his. "Is that the only reason you came? Eager for some kind of giant orgy?"

The corner of his mouth twitches. "I think I'd find that a bit overwhelming."

I laugh. "You think?"

"Too many people."

"Why does everyone keep acting like the football boy who's going to be playing in front of a crowd every week is a recluse?"

"Ninety minutes on a pitch is easier than five minutes in a room full of strangers. Especially if those strangers are banging."

"Are you talking from experience or...?"

He deadpans. "Yes, Ruby. I've been to one big giant orgy called Glow Jobs. Met a girl there, actually. She required glow-stick bunny ears before she'd give anyone a blowjob. Ring any bells?"

"I might have heard something about that."

Josh grins right at me. "I thought you might."

"CAM!" Oscar roars.

We both spin around just in time to see Cam trying to get back on the table.

"Fucking hell," Ewan mutters, shaking his head.

Josh lets out a resigned sigh before exchanging a look with him. "Come on, we should go help."

"Should we?" Cam lets out a howl and Oscar screams his name again. "Yeah, alright." Ewan throws a look at Brooke. "I'll be back in a bit."