They calm her down

Tyler stepped forward first, raising his hands in a placating gesture. “Hey, don't worry about us, Ari. We're totally cool.” His attempt at nonchalance was undermined by how his eyes kept darting to the way her thong disappeared between the curve of her ass every time she moved. “Seriously, we won't tell anyone what we saw here tonight.”

Jake nodded vigorously beside him, though his knuckles were white from gripping Joe's legs too tightly. “Yeah, we're both pretty wrecked ourselves. Tomorrow might be a blur anyway.” He shifted uncomfortably, clearly fighting the urge to look anywhere else besides her flushed face.

Ari bit her lower lip, still clutching at her outfit with shaking hands. “You promise? Because I’ll really die of embarrassment otherwise” she adds on shakily…