He faked exasperation. “You lied about it being date night tonight, Sunshine, only to spring this shit on me.”
“I know,” she dared to bat her lashes saucily. “I’m a bad girl and will take my punishment later, but we have to go tonight!”
He sighed and imagined the torture of being stuck in a hotel banquet room with a bunch of people he didn’t give a shit about, and were not from his biker lifestyle.
Of course, he was gonna go with her.
He attended teacher-related parties for Sunny and suffered through those stuffy conversations. Last summer, he and Cain escorted Sunny and Harper to an author convention in New York. Being one of the few men amongst so many determined women was a whole new level of torture.
He’d go to the opening of an asylum if his wife had a fancy for it.
So, not an hour later, he had her hand clasped in his as they walked into a Denver hotel. Sunny was almost vibrating with excitement, and he found her adorable. Seb wasn’t the mingling type, and he parked himself against a wall where he could survey the entire room. He took her purse to hold.
“Have fun, baby.” He hooked a hand around her neck, bringing her sparkling eyes to his. He tapped a kiss on her lips. “Don’t accept drinks from anyone, got it?”
“Got it.” She grinned.
“I’ll bring them. And when you want to parade me around, just look over. I’ll already be watching you.”
“Seb.” She sighed happily and went up on her toes to kiss him. “I love you.”
“Yeah, yeah, you little con artist. Make sure you have fun. You’re gonna be railed so fucking hard later.”
“Yay!” she declared happily, and then his wife sashayed off to a group of girls, who all screamed when they saw her and then did some sort of girl ritual with hugs and more screaming. As promised, Seb stalked through the crowd to put a drink in Sunny’s hand and then returned to his position across the room.
He wasn’t the only partner decorating around the room’s edges while their other halves enjoyed the graduating class reunion. Seb was the only guy dressed in biker wear, and people gave him a wide berth. Not that henoticed, because he had a mission already. Watching her. She was a light, holding everyone’s attention, and she never stopped smiling. When she turned, he knew she was talking about him, and everyone looked over. Sunny was beaming as she wiggled her fingers. Summoning him. Seb pushed off the wall and kept his eyes on his wife.
“This is my Sebastian.” She announced. His hand went to her lower back when he was there. “I told you he’d be my boyfriend one day.”
Everyone in her group laughed.
He lifted her hand and kissed her knuckles. “I’m your husband, Sunshine.”
Dreamy sighs and a few curious glances from the fellas were thrown his way. If any of them ever had designs on Sunny back in school and thought they might have rekindled something with her tonight, they were about to take their teeth home in a glass jar.
He thought she was too cute as she trotted him out to show him off to different people. His sunbeam was proud of her rough biker husband.
At one point, he saw a guy handing around red cup drinks and tried to pass one to Sunny. Seb was through the crowd in an instant. He nudged the cup away from her with two fingers.
“Don’t give my wife a drink.” He issued. The guy blinked and looked embarrassed. Sunny only grinned at him like she didn’t care if he was causing a scene. He cupped the back of her neck, kissed her offering lips, and told her he’d bring her a plate of snacks and something to drink.
While he relaxed and watched her, Seb took out his phone to check the in-home cameras to see how the oldies were getting on babysitting Peggy. His daughter was only four months old and the most doted-on kid in the history of creation. Both sets of grandparents were at his house. It was babysitter overkill. He clicked through the cameras and saw the Moms in the backyard drinking wine. The fathers were in the living room. Preacher had Peggy in his arms, but Hawk was standing over him.Seb snickered, watching them arguing over whose turn to hold her. Satisfied that his daughter was okay, he slipped the phone away.
It wasn’t long before Sunny traced a path to him and nestled into his side.
“I miss Peggy. Let’s go home, Seb.”
He slung an arm around her waist, happy to be leaving. “Did you have fun?”
“Yep! Can’t wait for the next one.”
Seb only groaned, knowing he’d be dragged to that, too.
The scene he’d watched on the house cameras was much the same when they got home. Only this time, Hawk was cradling Peggy, and Preacher was hovering.
“You’ve had her long enough, VP. Hand over my favorite girl.”
“She’s my favorite girl. Get lost, Road Captain. You can take Ruby home. I got it handled.”
