Page 165 of Micah

“Bit, too?”

Benji nods.

“Yep. And Esme.”

Oh my fuck.

Pure panic detonates in my chest.

I love those women.

I really do.

But together?

They're like caffeinated tornadoes with absolutely no respect for a man's privacy.

Bit especially.

That woman could get classified military intelligence out of a brick wall.

She's relentless.

And they’re alone with my Princess saying God knows what?

Christ.

Sloane barely knows them.

What if they're embarrassing her?

What if they're asking about last night?

What if Bit starts telling stories?

What if Esme decides to play matchmaker?

What if?—

“I have to go.”

Benji bursts out laughing.

Sawyer folds his arms.

“You serious?”

“They're alone together.”

“So?” Sawyer asks, scratching his head.

Moron.

“So?”

I look between the two of them like they've lost their minds.

“Do you know what Bit is like?”