Lexi chuckled, listening to Katie laugh. It had been a long time since she'd been able to just sit around like this. She loved hanging out with the boys, but she was starting to appreciate a purely female audience. It wasn't something she wanted all the time, but she could handle this every now and again ... particularly if this was how the conversation was bound to go. "It was almost romantic," she smiled, catching Mrs. Field when she brought in another plate of treats and asking to switch her champagne for wine.
She grinned, pouring herself a glass from the bottle the older woman had procured and shooting Emma a pointed look. "Clint's sex life has never been private." Having worked PR for the Falcons, she knew that as well as the rest of them. "If the papers get to share it with the world, I get to share it with you two ... whether or not you want to know, of course." The last part was tagged on with a smirk and a brief wiggle of her eyebrows.
She was so glad she hadn't gone to take a sip as Katie's next comment had her in a fit of laughter. "Cold," she wheezed, arm wrapped around herself to ease the stitch in her side. Christ. She was going to tease him mercilessly for that one. Measuring? Definitely sounded like something Marcus would do. She didn't even question it. Katie's continued explanation to Emma made her giggle again. Poor Marcus, the shortest of the blokes.
She'd just managed to get her laughing under control when Emma all but drooled water down the front of her, setting her off again. "It's just a word," she laughed, "Cock. Cock. Cock. Cockity. Cock."