“Are you hungry?” His eyes softened at my words. He shook his head.
“We need to figure out what to do next,” Rafe ran his thumb over his chin.
Archer leaned back on the floor and groaned. “Can we skip that for tonight?”
Gabriel who was usually the serious one out of the bunch with Rafe nodded in agreement. “Look, we are always trying to protect the pack. Nothing changes but can we take a break?”
Mav snorted. “The high and mighty has requested a break?”
Knox grinned around his noodles. “This is new.”
Gabriel rolled his shoulders back. “We are going to burn out if we keep up at the rate we are going.”
Knox cocked his head to the side. “We need another karaoke night.”
Rafe tipped his head back to look at the ceiling. “I swear on my life if you bring up karaoke again.”
Mav snorted again before he coughed around a mouthful of beef. “He hasn’t brought it up, has he?”
My cheeks flamed as I worried over what would be said next. Knox merely nodded his head and Rafe shook his. “Yes, he has brought it up a few times and as much as I love karaoke and letting you guys cut loose, I have PTSD from what happened the last time we went out.”
Lucas kicked his feet up on the table while he shoveled orange chicken into his mouth. “Look, they’re right, if you don’t get some kind of break, you and all of your men will not be on top of your game like you should be. I’m not suggesting karaoke but maybe something else?”
Tracey’s eyes met my own and she shook her head. Knox spoke up, looking for a death wish. “I thought I heard the girls talking about a girl's trip.”
Tracey’s eyes blazed as she marched across the room. She stuck her finger out and poked him in the chest with each word that left her lips. “Girls. Only. You. Stupid. Oaf.”
Mav hooked an arm around her waist and pulled her into his lap. Knox didn’t miss the movement and his nostrils flared. I narrowed my eyes at the exchange. Tracey tried to fight off Mav’s huge arms but it was no use. He grinned. “Play nice you two.”
She growled. “Never.”
