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“And I’m sure it’s not just him. I bet you’ve had your share of women falling all over themselves over you.”
Shades grinned and pulled her against his side. “Maybe.”
“Um hmm.”
“Babe, I’m all about you now.”
“You better be.”
He leaned down and kissed her as they rounded the corner and strolled back toward the bar where they’d left the MC.
The brothers were happy to see Ghost’s little trail of women following behind him and soon surrounded them with offers to buy them drinks.
****
Several drinks later, Shades rose from his barstool, his torso brushing against Skylar’s side. His hand slid to her nape, his fingers threading through her hair, bringing her face up to his.
“Goin’ outside to smoke. Be back in a minute. You good here?”
She nodded. “I’ll be fine.” Her father sat on her other side.
“She’s fucking fine, for Christ’s sake. I’m sitting right here.”
Shades’ eyes connected with Undertaker’s over her head, and then returned to hers. “I won’t be long.”
Then his head dipped, his lips capturing hers. With a squeeze of her neck, he turned and walked out onto the sidewalk by the bikes. He bent his head and lit up a cigarette. Ghost walked out behind him.
Shades flicked his lighter closed and took a long drag, blowing it out. He looked over at Ghost. “Where’s Blondie?”
“Bathroom.” Ghost looked over at him, taking a sip of his beer. “Do you ever just wanna grab someone by the shoulders, look them deep in the eyes and whisper, “No one gives a fuck.”
Shades let out a huff of laughter. “She gettin’ on your nerves already?”
“Yammer
, yammer, yammer, on and on. Christ, I wish women came with a mute button. That way you wouldn’t have to listen to all the bullshit before you got to the good stuff.”
Shades grinned and took a hit of his smoke, looking away.
“You doin’ okay, Bro?”
“Yeah.”
Ghost looked behind him. “Where’s Skylar?”
“With her father.”
Ghost looked at Shades, one brow raised. “Interesting.”
“Hardly. Do you ever have the urge to tell someone to shut the fuck up even when they aren’t talking?”
Ghost chuckled. “You can’t wait to get out of here, can you?”
“You said it.”
Ghost looked back. “She’s havin’ fun, though.”
“Yeah.” Shades took in the crowd moving up Bourbon Street before looking back at Ghost. A pair of punks dressed in full Goth attire passed by.
