“Stop thinking about me naked, Sway,” I guffaw. “I got some good news this weekend. You can’t wipe this smile off if you tried.”
“Oh, Gregory… That sounds like an invitation to try.” We both laugh, but truth be told, I doubt there is anything that can knock me off my high. “Well? Are you going to tell Sway what has you all happilicious?”
Happilicious? The hell?
“You’re something else, Sway.” I laugh, shaking my head. “Melissa told me this weekend that we’re pregnant. Well…she’s pregnant, but you know what I mean.” Even saying it out loud brings a fresh round of pure fucking joy to flush through my system.
My girl. Pregnant.
“Ohhhhh! A baby!” Sway starts going on and on about Uncle Sway this, baby showers that, and that is when I take my cue to leave.
Right when I open my mouth to tell him bye, I hear it. Clapping coming from behind me. Turning, I find them. Axel, Beck, Coop, and Maddox are all clapping like demented seals with smiles front and center. Even Maddox has a grin on his normally stoic face.
“Congratulations, brother. Didn’t know it was possible with all those holes and rings you have through your dick,” Beck spouts.
“Would have thought with as many as he’s rocking, that those little swimmers wouldn’t have a chance,” laughs Axel.
I start to chuckle until I hear a gasp of pleasure coming from behind me.
“What! Gregory, what is this?” I turn to see Sway dramatically fanning his face, his eyes zoned in on my crotch.
Isn’t this just lovely. I was apparently wrong; there is something that could wipe the smile clear off my face.
“Nothing, Sway,” I say, trying my best for a stern voice while leveling the four morons with my hardest ‘shut the fuck up’ look.
“Gregory Cage, do you have piercings?” he practically pants.
Shit. “Thanks a lot, jackasses,” I grind out. They all laugh. Even Maddox is laughing so hard that he has tears in his eyes.
“How far of a stretch is it that you’ll forget you heard that?” I ask Sway.
“Oh, darling. I’ll forget that juicy piece of yum the day that pigs learn to fly. And to think, I thought you were the straight-laced one of the bunch. Who knew you were hiding all of that?” His eyes roam over my body before landing right on my crotch again.
“Sway, I’m a married man now. Stop thinking about my dick.”
Really, as annoyed as I am with the idiots still laughing by the door to our office, Sway’s face really is comical. A mix between shock and awe.
“Plus, Maddox has one too. Lust over him. He’s single.” I laugh before pushing my way through the group. They’re all laughing even harder now—except for Maddox.
“Oh my gosh! Congratulations, Greg!” Emmy screams when I walk through the front lobby. She politely ignores the fact that the whole state of Georgia may know about my piercings now. “I bet you, Melissa, and Cohen are thrilled!”
“Thanks, Em. We couldn’t be happier.” I give her a warm smile and hug. We chat for a few minutes before I continue down the hall. It doesn’t take long before the four amigos are filing in. I should have seen it coming. No way they would leave it all at the door. Literally.
“Well?” Coop asks.
“Well, what, asshat?” I throw back before dropping down in my chair.
“Congrats, man. Izzy told me last night,” Axel interrupts, at least having the decency not to mention my junk again.
“Well what, my ass. All the shit you have jammed through your dick and you still knocked her up?” My answering growl is enough to have Coop shut his mouth and hold his hands up. “Just asking, dude. I thought Dee was full of shit when she mentioned all that party you are rocking in your pants.” He laughs and wags his brows at me.
“You really need to learn how to shut up. Or maybe buy a filter,” Beck says in a loud whisper.
“What? Can you honestly tell me you aren’t the least bit interested in why he has all that going on?”
Beck just shakes his head at Coop, choosing to ignore his ridiculous question.
“For the record, I don’t make it a habit of thinking about his dick at all.” Axel laughs, sitting in one of the chairs next to my desk and picking up a stress ball. “But while we’re on the topic, what in the hell compelled you to do that shit?”
“Are we really going to do this? Should we whip them out and compare sizes while we’re at it?” I run my hand through my hair in frustration. Ever since word of my piercings got out, I’ve had a feeling that this would be coming.
Maddox finally chimes in, a wicked grin forming. “No need for that! I know mine trumps all you little boys.”
“Wanna bet?” Coop mocks and stands, making to unzip his pants.
“If you pull that shit out in my office, I will cut you.”
He wisely sits back down when I reach for my scissors.
“All right. If you really need to know, I lost a bet. An old friend of mine bet me I wouldn’t do it, then stepped up the bet that I wouldn’t get more than him. So I got wasted, and the rest is history. Melissa loves them, so all in all it’s the best bet I ever lost. The end.”