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The only man I wanted desiring me was Alaric himself. I figured Alaric felt the same. Because he wasn’t just on vacation. He’d removed his whole page.
I probably had enough in a savings to take a long break and work on trying to build a portfolio. Give this a real go.
“How much did Alaric tell you about his past?” Sass asked after a moment, both of us watching the man in question laugh with one of the handsome strangers.
“Are you asking about your rough childhood, or the stripping thing?” I asked, getting a big smile out of her.
“Oh, so he told you all the stuff.”
“Not much else to do on long walks but talk,” I admitted.
“I always kind of worried that he would have a hard time finding something really serious because of the stripping thing,” she admitted.
“But not the arms-dealing part?” I asked.
“Touché,” she said, clinking her drink to mine.
“I think I like how different he is from me,” I admitted. “I’ve always been someone who always toed the line, never did anything too crazy. And I’ve always been so introverted. Look at all his friends,” I said, waving around. “I honestly don’t even have one.”
“What are you talking about?” Sass asked, shaking her head. “You have all of us.”
And with that, she walked away, ducking under the arm of her man, Che, whose arm immediately went around her.
I had to say, from what I’d seen, the bikers who had ‘settled down,’ were in really healthy, loving relationships. They werealways smiling, always touching, and, yeah, occasionally poking fun at one another. Even the ones who’d been together for a long time. It was sweet.
“It’s not like I’m planning on keeping it up year-round,” a female voice said, sounding exasperated. “You’re just grumpy because you almost peed your pants,” she added, making me turn to see a gorgeous goth-looking girl talking to another biker. They must have just shown up because I hadn’t met them yet.
“When I come into the house to find a six-foot-tall, creepy-as-fuck ghost woman, yeah, it’s a little off-putting,” the guy agreed.
“She weighs like three hundred pounds. I couldn’t move her to the shed by myself.”
This had to be Rynn and Cato. If I recalled correctly, they were the most recent couple to hook up.
“Where you been?” Levee asked, appearing next to the couple.
The two shared a look that told me all I needed to know about why they were late.
“How’s your uncle doing?” Rynn asked Levee.
The question immediately deflated the guy who, since I’d first met him, seemed very easy-going and happy.
“He’s… chugging along,” Levee said. “I’m gonna go get another drink,” he added, quick to escape from that line of conversation.
“That was the wrong thing to ask,” Rynn said, grimacing as she watched Levee’s retreating form.
“Shit with his uncle is just… complicated.”
“I know it’s honorable and shit that he takes care of him, but he’s a better person than I am. I don’t think I could be a caretaker to someone who treats me like shit like that.”
“Eavesdropping?” Alaric asked, making me jump and turn guiltily.
“Busted,” I admitted, accepting the fresh margarita he passed to me.
Eddie had made three different kinds for the party.
Strawberry, tropical, and my personal favorite: watermelon.
“Oh, I probably shouldn’t,” I said, eyeing the frozen drink as the glass sweated in my hand.
