Sigurd felt the worry wash away when he knew there was no foul play involved and it was more than likely someone in the group messing around with phones and cameras. Of course. Mick's father? Sigurd noticed the older blond man and saw the likeness in his face and build. Didn't he have a wife?

"I know. This outfit---it's fucking hot, brat. Wait until I get you back to our room."

The Swede whispering into the Dane's ear; his breath tickling the back of Mikkel's ear while Fredrik came bounding over to jump onto Mikkel's back.

"Daddy! We hoped you would show up tonight because Mikkel has a new outfit to show off."

Fredrik giggling and knowing full well how Sigurd would react, judging by the once over he was giving the young Dane. Ivar and Ulrik sat at the table talking and drinking while Ted Ronno got up to meet the newcomer.

"Hello, lad. I'm Ted Ronno. Mick's dad. We're having a blast here tonight."

Sigurd nodded, shaking the older man's hand and reading what was on his shirt. "SEXY DAD." Really?