" I left Patrick coloring in his room and darted to the living room, but then I stopped short.
Because William and Sean weren’t alone.
“Bryan,” I said on a gasp, drawing three sets of eyes to me. “What are you doing here?”
He didn’t answer right away. His eyes were wide and surprised as he took in my appearance, trailing over my high heels, bare legs, and form-fitting silk dress. Self-consciously, I glanced at myself again, tugging on the hem.
Bryan’s voice was distracted; as though he were talking to himself, he began, “Holy sh—”
“You look great.” William stepped in front of his teammate and gave me a warm, if sedate, smile.
I frowned at William, then at Bryan—or what I could see of him behind William—then at Sean, who was inspecting my ceiling.
My frown deepened. “What’s going on?”
“Oh,” Sean chirped, imbuing his tone with forced lightness, “I just thought since you were going out, Patrick, Bryan, and I could have a men’s night in. You know, go through the latest Dolce & Gabbana catalogue, play a friendly game of Mario Kart, teach Patrick how to hook in a scrum. The usual. "

― L.H. Cosway , The Cad and the Co-Ed (Rugby, #3)