Page 134 of Leather & Lies


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We headed into the backyard and my breath caught at the sight. A white wedding tent had been pitched and there were several tables laden with white tablecloths and mason jar candle votives. Heat lamps graced the perimeter of the tent, waiting to be turned on when the temperature dropped in the evening.

There was a long table of chafing dishes with food, a pop-up bar catty-corner to the table, and then a separate area for the wedding cake and mini cupcakes.

Jazz, Brielle, and a few severs were standing at the ready to help with the buffet. “Is there anything without red meat?” I asked.

“I have a plate for you inside. Let me get it,” Jazz said.

Bones and I took our food to one of the vacant tables.

He set his plate down next to me. “I’m going to the bar. Want me to get you a drink?”

“Something non-alcoholic, please.” I set the napkin in my lap and reached for my fork.

“Mind if we join you?” Doc asked just as I took a bite of fish. I waved to the empty seats and she and Boxer sat down.

“We didn’t get much of a chance to talk at Sutton’s bachelorette party,” Doc said.

“A lot was going on,” I responded.

“And then the menfolk crashed the party,” Doc said, shooting Boxer an amused look.

“You weren’t complaining later that night,” Boxer drawled.

“Hush, you,” Doc said as she began to blush. “Don’t mind him. Our yellow lab is better behaved than Boxer.”

“That’s factually inaccurate. Last week, Monk ate a pair of your underwear and I just ate?—”

Doc hastily covered Boxer’s mouth with her hand. “Will you stop? We’re trying not to scare the new girl.”

“Don’t hold back on my account,” I quipped. “Bones has been attempting to desensitize me to his dirty mouth since the moment I met him.”

“What have I been doing?” Bones asked, reappearing at the table with a bottle of beer and a martini glass. He set the martini glass down in front of me. “The bartender made you a Cosmopolitan without the booze, and he substituted sparkling water to make it fizzy. Whatever the fuck a Cosmopolitan is.”

“Thank you,” I said. “And never mind what you were doing.”

“Apparently you’ve got quite the dirty mouth,” Boxer said to Bones. Boxer swiped the bottle of beer from Bones and took a sip. “You might need another one of these.”

“See? No manners,” Doc said with a laugh.

“Guess I’m going back to the bar. Doc, can I get you something?” Bones asked.

“Same thing Hayden’s drinking.”

“You got it.” Bones looked down at me. “Eat before it gets cold.”

I took another bite of food and looked around the wedding reception. Sutton and Viper were talking with Slash and Brooklyn while Brooklyn held their newborn.

Everyone lent a hand where they were needed. Friends held babies while their parents ate and no one seemed put out by the fact that several children were at a wedding. Most of the weddings I’d attended were adults only.

I frowned.

“Hayden?” Doc asked.

“Hmm?”

“I asked you how your food is.”

“Oh. It’s great. Hey, Darcy isn’t here yet. And she left when we did.”

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