CHAPTER 93

ELENA

I grabbed five water bottles from the bar, charged them to the James account, and hopped into the elevator. My arms chilled quickly against the ice-cold bottles, and I was thankful when the doors opened and I could run down the hall to the gym.

I bumped the door open with my butt. “Water.”

The guys all looked up from the floor where they were completing push-ups. “You’re a doll,” Titus said, getting up.

Aiden, Bray, and Conor each grabbed a bottle from me and then they all dropped to the mats on the floor. Aiden held the cold bottle against his forehead, while Bray rolled it back and forth across his chest, and Conor drunk it quickly.

Titus stared at them, still standing, and cut his eyes to me. “Bunch o’ pussies.”

“Fuck off,” Aiden replied immediately. “You did half as many push-ups as us. Kept stoppin’ ’cause your lil baby arms couldn’t take the pressure.”

“Shut it or my lil baby fist will meet your face, asshole.”

I coughed and smiled sweetly when four pairs of eyes snapped t