Page 43 of Coastal Runaway

Luke and I are on our way home! A party sounds fun!

“Uh, I never agreed to a party.” I looked down at a smiling Keegan.

“Please, for me?” She stuck out her bottom lip in a pout.

I sighed knowing that I would do literally anything that this girl asked.

Fine.

Nolan

OMG, did daddy just willingly agree to a party?

Don’t call me that.

But, yeah, I did

Maeve

Luke’s in a good mood. This is going to be a fun night.

Aiden

Tequila time!

Tig

Hey, Maeve, what does tequila do again? I forgot.

Maeve

It makes my clothes fall off!

Nolan

No tequila for Maeve.

Come on Daddy, let the girl have some fun

Nolan changed the “Why am I alone in the house on a Friday Night? And Luke” chat to “Tequila is now banned from the Malibu house. And Luke”

“You girls are going to give us all a heart attack one day,” I said, guiding Keegan back towards the Jeep , my arm still looped around her shoulders.

“Ugh, I sure hope so or else we will have failed,” she laughed.

When we got to the car, Keegan stopped me from opening the passenger door. I furrowed my brow at her.

“You haven’t earned back your front seat privileges,” she said with a sly smile.

“Is that right?” I asked. She shook her head and bit her lip.

I hopped over the wheel well and into the back seat as Keegan got behind the wheel and connected her phone to her playlist: Songs that make college girls dance.

I scooted in right behind her seat and whispered in her ear, “I’m not sure this is a game that you want to play, Tig.” I slowly inched my hand up her seat and right over the column of her throat.

She sucked in a breath, “what if I like the game?” She asked and I squeezed a little tighter.

”Then, let’s keep playing.” With one last squeeze, I released her and sat back. She looked over at me with a beaming smile and threw a hand up in the air as we sped down the PCH.