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“Munchkin?”
“You’re so tiny,” Spike says matter-of-factly.
I roll my eyes. “I’m not that tiny.”
Spike bops me on the nose. “You are short. What are ya? Four feet, two, three?”
“I’m four-eleven,” I snip. “What are you, Gargantua?”
“I’m only six-one,” he counters. “Grim’s the Gargantua in the group. He’s six-five.”
“For the love of all that’s unholy.” Jez sighs, pinching the bridge of her nose. “You’re all freakishly large. Leave her alone.”
Grim, Malice, and Abyss saunter toward us, and each of them stand beside their woman.
“He’s jealous because I have the biggest dick, and you need a microscope to find his,” Violet says, and instantly, her cheeks turn crimson. “Damn it, Grim!”
Violet elbows Grim in the stomach, causing him to grunt, and I watch him carefully for any sign that he’s going to retaliate. As I ball my fists up under the table, my leg bounces with nervous energy. I might be tiny, but I can pack a mean punch and stun a bigger opponent.
Grim surprises the hell out of me when he pulls Violet’s head back and kisses her with so much passion I have to look away.
“When are you gonna learn to wait until he’s done signing to translate?” Skye snickers. “He gets you all the time with that shit.”
“When he apologizes like that, it’s worth it,” Violet says breathlessly.
I instantly relax. These men certainly don’t act like stereotypical bikers.
“So, Delaney, ever been with a biker?” Spike bobs his brows suggestively.
“That’s a negative, Ghost Rider.” I bat my lashes.
Zach steps up to my other side with another round of drinks. “Did you just quote Top Gun?”
“It’s a classic!” I shout.
He drops to one knee. “Will you marry me?”
“Oh, do it, honey,” Heather encourages while fanning her face. “He’s learning to be an MMA fighter, and those muscles.”
“I’m standing right here,” Frenzy scowls.
Heather pats his chest. “Only have eyes for you, babe, but I’m not dead.”
Now, it’s my turn to be embarrassed. Heat creeps up my neck, and before I have a chance to make an ass out of myself, Thorn stomps over and tugs Zach to his feet. “Back to work, prospect,” he orders.
Before I can ask Thorn what his problem is, Cece yells across the room. “Mark! Come hook up the karaoke machine.”
“Fuck,” all the men groan in unison.
Carmella jumps out of her chair and puts her hands on her hips. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
Abyss pulls her to him. “It means, you’re all about to get a lot more shitfaced than you already are.”
She runs her fingers up his chest. “Yeah, but that means hot wall sex later.”
Abyss yells over his shoulder. “You heard her prospect, hook up the karaoke machine.”
Apple grabs my hand, tugs me out of my chair, and pulls me over to the microphone. “Guest’s first.”
