The air smells of sweet liquor and bad choices as the girls laugh and high-five each other. Mr. Grabby Motherfucker lays his hands on Stacy’s hips and she automatically moves them away.

“Good girl,” Isaac mutters. “I’m going to kill him.”

“This is fucking awesome,” Dom laughs. “So fucking awesome.”

“My girl can sing,” Will says with a grin.

“Dude, you’re fucking drunk,” Leo says with a smirk. “She’s horrible right now.”

“Fuck you, she’s awesome,” Will insists.

“Hey! Mr. Lovey Pants is here!” Meredith exclaims and points at Logan. “Jax! He’s here!”

“Did she just call me ‘Mr. Lovey Pants’?” Logan asks incredulously.

“Yeah, I think that’s what they call you when you’re not around,” I inform him soberly.

“Well, I do have a lot of love in my pants,” Logan says smugly.

“Dude, really?” Caleb snarls.

“He’s going to fit in just fine,” Dom laughs and doubles over when Stacy waves at Isaac.

“Baby! Hi! This is Stan.” We all walk forward to claim our girls. “All of the chairs were gone!”

“I’m not Stan,” he says and winks at Stacy.

“Who are you?” Isaac growls.

“Ted.”

“He looks like a Stan,” Stacy shrugs. “All of the chairs in the whole world were gone!”

“If you don’t take your hands off my wife,” Isaac says coldly, “I’m going to fucking kill you. My brother is a cop and I’ll get away with it. I won’t tell you again.”

Ted pales and swallows hard, then smiles at Stacy and boosts her out of his lap. “Nice to meet you, darlin’.” With that, he scurries away.

“I missed you so much!” Mer exclaims and launches herself into my arms. “It’s been days and days since I saw you.”

“I saw you about four hours ago, baby.” I laugh and kiss the top of her head, then tilt her chin up so I can kiss her soft lips.

“Did you know Mr. Lovey Pants was coming?”

“I did. It was a surprise.”

“Awww,” she says and lays her head on my shoulder, watching her friend. “Look at them.”

Logan and Jax are dancing, their foreheads pressed together as Meg and Will sing a horrible rendition of “I Got You Babe” by Sonny and Cher.

Luke lifts Nat in his arms and kisses her long and slow, making Jules gag. “Stop it!”

“No,” Luke says then goes in for more kisses.

“Christ on a crutch, Williams, your room is right upstairs!” Nate wraps his arms around her, pulling her against him, but she continues to taunt Luke until finally Nate simply shuts her up by kissing her himself.

“There’s a lot of kissing going on around here,” Brynna murmurs.

“Let’s go upstairs,” Caleb says and takes her hand in his, leading her toward the door.

“I’m getting orgasms!” Brynna calls and waves at all of us. “Can we do that sixty-nine thing you’re so good at?”

“Me too!” Jules announces. “Well, apagasms.”

“Julianne,” Nate murmurs in exasperation.

“What? I am!”

Sam and Leo are at the bar, Sam is in Leo’s lap, but they’re not talking to each other while Matt joins Nic behind the bar and eyes the apron tied around her waist.

“We’re taking this with us,” he informs the bartender and leads Nic out of the club without a backward glance.

“You can put Nat down, Luke,” I say to my brother, but he simply shakes his head and kisses her temple.

“Nope. I’m taking her back to the room. Goodnight, everyone.”

“They’re dropping like flies,” Meredith murmurs. “Did you know that when a guy has an orgasm it starts in his spine?” she says with wide eyes.

“Uh, I’m a guy,” I say with a laugh.

“I know, but I didn’t know that. Did you?”

“I guess that’s one way to put it. I hadn’t ever really thought about it.”

“Thank you!” Jax says as he and Logan join us. “These drunk as fuck women were asking me all kinds of questions about sex. Men don’t think about sex. We just have it.”

“You were very informational, Doctor Dangerous,” Meredith slurs, making us laugh.

“Were you now?” Logan asks him, pushing his glasses up his nose. “I want to hear all about this later.”

Mer’s hands roam up and down my back as she snuggles close to me, resting her head on my chest. She turns her face to rub her nose against my sternum and glides those sexy as sin hands down over my ass.

“I love your ass,” she says so only I can hear.

She’s hot as fuck tonight in another short dress, but this one is looser than the one she tortured me in last night. It’s a red V-neck, showing off her amazing cleavage and hangs loosely from below her boobs to just above her knees.

“You sent me a boob shot,” I murmur back.

“It was Brynna’s idea. We had to remind you guys what you already have so you wouldn’t fuck any of the whores that came onto you when you were away from us.”

I laugh and push a loose tendril of her hair behind her ear.

“Well, first of all, we weren’t going to forget what was waiting for us, and number two, we were too busy playing poker to fuck anyone who might have hit on us.”

“Whores,” she mutters, as if she’s picturing the imaginary women in her head.

“Whores!” Stacy agrees then turns to her husband. “Can we go fuck now?”

“Don’t have to ask me twice. Peace out, guys.” Isaac immediately takes Stacy’s hand and leads her out of the club.

“I’m going back to play poker,” Dom says and waves at us as he leaves. “I’m on a winning streak.”

“We’re leaving too,” Jax says with a smile. “Thanks for keeping the secret. It was a great one.”

“You’re welcome.”

“See you tomorrow!” Mer calls after him. Sam and Leo are deep in conversation now.

“Want another drink?” I ask my already drunk woman, with no intentions whatsoever of actually giving her any more alcohol.

“Nope.” She grins widely and bites my chin.

“What would you like to do, drunk girl?”

“Strip you naked right here and take advantage of your hot body.”