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“Fucking hell, I’ll call today.”
Trey glanced between us. “Shouldn’t you check with the friend?”
I stood from the bench, restless energy making it impossible to sit still. “She’ll be fine. I’ll tell her after I book it.”
He pinched the bridge of his nose.
Brian grinned. “Attaboy.”
“I strongly advise against that, man,” Trey said.
The door to the weight room opened, and as if we’d conjured her through the conversation, there was Zoe, holding Mira’s hand.
You could’ve heard a pin drop on the floor when the guys realized it was her. More than a few eyes darted my way.
I wanted to murder all of them.
Mira glanced around the weight room until she spotted me. The guys greeted her with a mighty roar, and she giggled as she ran past them.
I crouched down, my hands hanging between my legs. “What are you doing here, duck?”
She smiled. “I tell Zoe I wanted to see you.”
Well, fuck.
My heart was likely in a puddle of mush somewhere near the bottom of my feet.
Zoe approached behind her, nodding at the rest of the team—all of whom studied her with open curiosity—her cheeks flushed and her wild golden curls pulled back in a pretty braid.
I wanted to tug on whatever held all that hair back and let it loose. Dig my hands in to see how soft it was. Drown in it.
I was so beyond fucked.
“I hope it’s okay,” she said. “We were running some errands, and when we passed the building, she asked if we could stop.”
I arched an eyebrow. “Security lets anyone in these days, eh?”
She hooked a thumb at Mira. “She’s my golden ticket, apparently.”
Some of the rookies behind Zoe were staring unabashedly at her ass. I straightened, leveling them with my fiercest glare. “Oy!” I yelled. Zoe jumped, slapping a hand to her chest, but I kept my narrowed gaze on the guys behind her. “Go find something else to do,” I barked at them.
She blew out a slow breath, eyes wide in her face. “I guess I should feel comforted that you’re like this with everyone else too.”
Trey stood, holding out his hand to Zoe. “Trey Wilkins. Nice to meet you.”
She took it with a smile. “You too. Chris and Amie always had such nice things to say about you.”
Trey glanced at me. “Not Liam?”
“Liam doesn’t have anything nice to say about anyone.”
Trey laughed.
I rolled my eyes. “Brian,” I said, “why don’t you show Mira the stuff over there?”
His forehead creased in confusion. “What stuff?”
Zoe’s eyes bounced between us.
