Life With My Brothers Best Friend

Chapter 25.

"Don't be a cry baby," I take Colten's cheek between my fingers. He pulls away with a grunt.

"I'm not," he denies.

"But you are," I tease a little further.

"Can we just drop it," he sighs, running a hand through his hair.

"Fine," I agree and look out the window.

Colten wanted to take me in the shower, as you may know, but before anything could happen, I ran out. I needed to get ready and sex in the shower was not on the schedule. Now he's being a little baby.

"I love you," I tell him, staring at the side of his face.

"I love you too," he smiles and squeezes my hand.

A few moments later we're pulling up to Benihana's in Northville. Colten finds a parking spot right next to Brittni and Jackson car, where they both get out to greet us.

"Hey, girlie," Brittni hugs me quickly, as does my brother.

"Hey," I breathe out with a smile. I already know this dinner is going to be a complete disaster. I take that back - any place where Chelsea is, is a disaster.

"Don't worry," Brittni whispers. "I have your back."

I try not to laugh at her promise, but I end up letting one go anyway.

The four of us walk into the restaurant, Colten with his arm around my waist. I have to admit, having him this close to me calms my nerves about Chelsea just a bit.

"Hey!" Some of the boys teammates stand up and do that bro hug thing.

One man in particular greets Colten and turns to me. He's a good looking guy with nicely tan skin, a strong build like the rest of them, but what makes him different than Colten is his tattoos.

I don't know what it is about them, but I've always found them attractive. The way they wined up this mans arm is so interesting that I can't look away until I feel Colten squeeze my hip.

"Darien, this is my wife Nikki," Colten introduces us somewhat hesitantly.

"Nice to meet you," Darien holds out his hand that I shake. "Colten's told us so much about you."

I blush. "Colten is just too sweet."

Darien laughs and Colten's says, "Of course I am."

"Hey, buddy," James comes over and slaps my husband on the shoulder. "Nice to see you again, twig."

"Shut up, cheese head," I tease back, giving him a quick hug which Colten pulls me away from. Always so possessive.

"I would laugh," Colten starts. "But your guys's playful banter makes me sick."

"Everything makes you sick," James rolls his eyes earning a playful punch to the shoulder from Colten.

"Where's your girlfriend?" Colten changes the subject.

I was wondering why Angelique wasn't hanging on James's shoulder, too. Usually she's always right by him. It's sick how much their in love. Luckily, my anger towards the girl is no longer there.

"Talking to Chelsea," James jerks his thumb in the direction of the girls.

The mention of the husband - stealer makes me want to pull her fake extensions out of her head. Her perfectly dolled up face makes me want to vomit all over it and not to mention the too tight of a dress adorning her body. It makes me sick.

"Alright," Colten cringes. "I'm gonna go sit down now."

He basically has to pull me in the direction of the table and away from the devil herself.