"I heard Rekker beat someone for throwing booze on Bjorn when he was down talking with Damien." Who knew if it was true but Mikkel could imagine the redhead doing that.

"You can." Mikkel laughed as he pulled away to press the elevator button. "You should come watch me dance and I'll pull you up on stage. You can lick booze off my legs and piss them all off."

He could tell the Swede is jealous and comes back to slip his arms around his neck. "Unless you have to be such a dirty sugar daddy that we need to be in private."