Yes, Sirs (Book 1 of Desire's Den)

Chapter 100 - Callan

By the time Mateo came back, we were all invested in the series Emma had picked out. Even Gideon struggled to tear his eyes off the screen as Mateo walked in.

Throughout the next three episodes we watched, Emma explained what had happened, so we could catch up to the present.

"What are you all watching?" Mateo said as he sat heavily down in the chair beside the sofa. He took in Emma's position on my lap and her feet on Gideon's and smiled softly.

"Oh no! Pause that shit! I've only gotten to episode two, and I don't want any spoilers," he said when he looked at the TV and saw Henry Cavill. He even covered his fucking eyes with his hand to avoid seeing anything.

Our girl took pity on him and not only paused the series but clicked out of it. If it had been Gideon or me, we would've at least fucked with him a little.

"How did it go?" Emma asked. I wanted to drag her right back to my lap the second she rose from her position and sat down between us instead.

Mateo groaned, "That man is a piece of work. If it hadn't been for his cancerous ass, I would've knocked him down a few pegs, preferably with my fists."

Her eyes widened. "He has cancer?" Her voice sounded small like she was thinking about something sad. Fuck, Mateo had mentioned that her grandma had died of cancer and that they'd been really close.

"Yeah, but don't feel bad for him. He's not a great guy," Mateo said and meaning every word of it.

She shook her head. "It's not him I feel bad for. I just...are you okay?"

He gave her a smile. "You don't have to worry about me." Slapping his hands on his thighs, he said, "Now, you've all been cooped up here all day. What do you guys say about going out and do something fun?"

Today was Sunday, and because Emma didn't have any work, we all had taken time off as well. We wanted to spend as much time with her as we could.

"Unless...I could drive you home if you want?" Mateo looked at her, hoping she'd say no to his offer to drive her home. Technically, her time with us this week was over, so if she didn't want to stay, we wouldn't be offended. A woman like her, used to being alone, needed some time to herself once in a while.

"I'm up for something fun. What do you have in mind?" I smiled, thrilled to hear that she wanted to spend more time with us.

"There's this great bowling hall that's open twenty-four-seven. What do you guys think? Should we go grab something to eat before or after I wipe the floor with you?" Mateo was definitely the livelier out of all of us. While I wasn't a fan of bowling, I would never complain about seeing Emma doing something that would make her smile.

"After, I'm still full from breakfast," I answered, and the others agreed.

We all rose from our seats and got ready. Emma put on a pair of jeans and kept Mateo's t-shirt on, though she had a bra underneath now. I knew from how Mateo practically puffed his chest that he was happy that she wore his shirt. I'd dressed in a pair of jeans and a form-fitting black t-shirt. It wasn't often that I went in anything other than suits, but I wanted something more laid-back today.

Taking one of my SUVs that fitted us all comfortably, I wrote in the designation and rode out of the garage. Gideon was sitting in the passenger seat while the other two sat behind us.

I hadn't actually bowled in a while, not since my college days, but I looked forward to letting our girl see that we had more in mind for her than just dominating her.

Gideon looked out of place in the bowling hall, having gone for his usual formal clothing, a black three-piece suit. It was almost comical—scratch that, it was definitely comical to watch him put on those clown shoes with those clothes while wearing a grimace of pure disgust. I even heard Emma chuckled as she looked at him before she tried hiding it with a cough. Gideon scowled at her.