Total pages in book: 146
Estimated words: 143842 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 719(@200wpm)___ 575(@250wpm)___ 479(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 143842 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 719(@200wpm)___ 575(@250wpm)___ 479(@300wpm)
“I’m not really sold that she’d mind all that much.” Savannah angled around, smiling too wide, like she’d been sitting there reading every salacious thought I’d had running on a circuit through my mind.
I shook my head. “Uh, no…I’m not in the place for a fling right now.”
Dakota tucked my arm a little closer, leaning in as she whispered conspiratorially, “Then stay far, far away from my brother.”
Right.
He was a player.
I knew it.
I knew it from then, and I knew it now.
Hell, he’d made it clear in those texts last night.
And I was the fool who couldn’t stop myself from looking over my shoulder to find that molten gaze staring back.
THIRTEEN
CODY
“Down boy.”
I turned to find Ryder grinning from where he sat like a tatted king on his stool. Dude was the smuggest asshole I knew.
“No clue what you’re talking about.”
Disbelieved laughter rolled from Ezra, and he sat forward and propped his elbows on the table. He took a pull of his beer as he eyed me. “Seems clear who it was that knocked you down a peg or two. Tell me you didn’t already try to hook up with her?”
Caleb turned his attention to the dance floor where the girls had gotten in line with about half the other people in the bar.
This was Paisely and Dakota’s favorite thing.
Line dancing.
Letting go.
Giggling as they moved through the choreographed moves and tossing every single care aside.
They’d taught Savannah since she’d come into our group last fall, and she was keeping up just fine. But it was the woman stuck between Paisley and Dakota who stole my damned breath.
The sight of that glittering silver beacon out there running straight to my dick.
Every movement she made was smooth.
Sexy as fuck.
Hips and shoulders rolling, each shimmy and twist roiling with rhythm and seduction.
It was her face that got me, though. The way she was laughing with the rest of the girls, easy and without all the restraint that’d been radiating from her when she’d first stumbled upon the table.
Like she’d realized in an instant that she fit. That she meshed, like she’d always belonged.
I liked it.
Fuck, I liked it.
Too bad she was the last fucking woman on earth I should be catching feelings for. I shouldn’t—not with anyone.
But with her?
Unease rippled my spirit, slithering through that ugly place inside me that whispered of every mistake I had made.
Every sin I’d committed.
“You don’t actually think he didn’t try to hook up with her, do you?” The razzing came from Caleb. “Dude probably tried to climb straight through her window.”
If he only knew…
Ezra chuckled, half his attention on us and the other on his girl. “She’s probably already had security bars installed.”
“Haha, fucking hysterical, assholes. Besides…” I shrugged like this was no different than any other woman I’d been interested in for a night. “I didn’t know she had a connection to Paisley. No biggie. I’ll find someone else to keep me occupied.”
Ryder’s gaze narrowed. “Yet you just promised Paisley you weren’t going home with anyone tonight. Wonder why that is? Seems like a whole one-eighty coming from you.”
I went for indifference. “Work was brutal this week. I’m pretty wiped, if I’m being honest.”
“Code for he’s having trouble getting it up.” Caleb flashed his straight, white teeth.
Chuckling, I shook my head. “This coming from the oldest of our crew. Wouldn’t be rubbing that in too deep, brother. You don’t know when that’s going to come around and bite you in the ass.”
“Doubt that’s going to be a problem when it comes to Paisley. I’ll be ninety and still wake up hard for her.”
Ryder gagged. “Gross, man. I did not need an image of your shriveled up dick in my head.”
Laughter rolled through our table, that easiness gliding through.
Our regard was out on the raucous line of four women.
Each of them fucking knockouts.
Paisley was hamming it up the way she always did, adding extra flair with every turn, and Dakota laughed nonstop as she fumbled around considering she’d been tossing back those pink frilly drinks the whole night and she was feeling extra light.
Savannah kept continually peeking over at Ezra like she couldn’t wait to get back to him, and Hailey…Hailey was laughing, too.
Though she had a hand wound in those honeyed locks, twisting up the length to get it off her neck.
She spun, her backside fucking spectacular, hips swishing from side to side.
And her calves.
Fuck me.
They were thick and muscled and rock hard, emphasized by the height of her boots.
Why was that so damned hot?
I had the intense urge to get her alone, take her by the ankle, and run my tongue all the way up the back of her leg until—
The smack to the back of my head came from out of nowhere. “Yeah, that’s what I thought,” Ryder said.
“What? She’s hot. You can’t blame a man.” I said it casual. Just like me.