Clint was in rare form. Practice had been bloody intense and the new PR rep was a giant pain in everyone's arse. She'd stalked into the locker room, completely unfazed by the naked men around her and narrowed her blue eyes at him, Adrian and Flint. Somehow, the pint-sized pain in the arse flayed them alive with her sharp, very literal tongue. Lexi's arrival was timely and he grinned, leaning in to brush a friendly kiss to her cheek the same time she took his drink out of his hand. "Well, well," he said, giving her an amused grin. "Look who's back from Thailand."
He raised a brow. "We greatly missed you, Montgomery," he said, taking his drink back and polishing it off before ordering another round, gesturing towards Lexi for the same. She drank with the best of them.
Glancing at his cousin, Clint looked back at Lexi. "Did you get your happy ending?" he asked, with a straight face. She was his best friend and practically part of the family. All three of them had been friends since... fuck... they were practically born. Lexi didn't walk the pureblood path but her parents sent her to play with the Warrington's and Pucey's at a young age. All pureblood kids knew each other.