Ace
He readjusted his arm, snaking it around my shoulders and tucking me into him.
I closed my eyes and sighed, just enjoying the warmth of his body, "I want what they have," I clarified, pointing the wine class at Gunnar and Quinn once more, "the way they look at each other. I want it. Plus, I bet they fuck like rabbits when no one's around. Just imagine having that one person..."
"They fuck like rabbits even if someone is around," Ace grumbled, bringing the crystal class filled with a measure of vodka to his lips.
"That's even better," I whined draining the glass of red wine I had, "they don't give a shit about anyone else. It's just them. That's all that matters. It's so goals and I want it."