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Dash
Iwake up with a heavy weight on my chest. I had way too much to drink last night. Smoked too damn much weed. Way too fucking much. I move to sit up and realize that heavy weight is a woman. A blonde woman. Not Peppermint’s dark hair splayed over my bare chest. I gently shove her over, and she moans, her eyes fluttering open.
“Morning, handsome,” she says sleepily, scraping her fingernail down my happy trail.
My jeans are on but unbuttoned. Shit. I try to wade through last night’s memories. I got my ass kicked at pool. I lashed out at Peppermint. Came back to the clubhouse, drank a hell of a lot of absinthe, and got high as hell.
“Oh, come on,” she pouts. “Don’t tell me you still can’t get a boner.”
“What?” I ask, shoving up into a seated position.
She straddles my lap, pressing her tits against my chest. “It’s not a big deal. It happens.”
“Get off.”
She giggles. “That’s the plan.”
I roll my eyes and shove her off before I get up and head out to the main room. Allie and Skylar are at the bar cooking breakfast. Their kids are on the floor playing. I start toward them, but Skylar stops me.
“Go get yourself cleaned up first,” she orders as Peppermint walks inside. “You look like shit, and I can smell the weed on you from here.”
The blonde woman joins us, smacking me hard on the ass. “We had a long night.”
Great. Just great. I didn’t even nut last night, and everyone in this room thinks I did. Of course, if it bothers Peppermint, she doesn’t give any indication. She’s like a damn stone. Completely emotionless as she starts helping prepare the food.
I run my fingers through my hair and decide to get a shower. I do look like shit, and now I feel like it, too. Once I’m clean, I grab my keys and push my phone into my back pocket.
“Peppermint, you’re with me,” I state as I walk through the main room.
“I’m good here.”
I knew she would argue. Don’t blame her. But I can’t talk to her here, not with everyone listening.
“It’s club shit. Let’s go.”
I wait outside for her, figuring she’s going to finish cutting up that fruit before she’ll join me. A few minutes later, she opens the door and steps outside.
“What kind of bullshit are you trying to pull?”
“Got a lead on the officer. Let’s go.”
With that, she climbs on behind me, wrapping her arms tightly around my waist. Last time she was on my bike, she jacked me off. Doubt that’s happening this time, but a man can dream.
