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Skylar laughed. “Funny how we see others problems so clearly, and yet we can’t see our own, isn’t it?”
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“I suppose.”
Skylar put her hand on her arm. “Ghost is a good man.”
“I know that.”
She nodded. “I know you do. I just want you to remember that. With this life these men we love lead, things come up, things happen. Sometimes they want to talk about it, sometimes they don’t. But I just want you to remember, if there ever comes a time where he needs to confess something to you, something he’s done, just remember the man he is. He loves you. If he makes a mistake, if he pisses you off, just remember to give him the chance to explain. Hear him out before you make any snap decisions. Okay?”
Jessie frowned at her, not quite sure if there was something specific that Skylar knew about and was trying to warn her, or if she was just speaking in general about being a woman in love with a man in the life of an MC.
“I will,” Jessie promised.
Skylar smiled. “Good. Now its time for me to go find my husband and take him home to bed.”
Jessie grinned. “I’m sure it won’t take too much convincing on your part.”
Skylar waggled her brows. “I’ll probably just have to look at him that certain way, if you know what I mean.”
Both girls giggled.
***
Ghost’s brothers partied until the wee hours, but eventually he and Jessie said goodbye to the last of their guests.
They walked back out onto the terrace, and Ghost collapsed into a lawn chair. When Jessie began picking up discarded plastic cups, he caught her wrist and pulled her down onto his lap.
“Ghost, the mess—”
“Leave it, brat. I’ll have the prospects come clean it up tomorrow.” He reached up and brushed the hair back from her face. “Did I tell you how beautiful you are tonight?”
She grinned. “Once or twice.”
His hand moved to her hip, squeezing, his gaze on the cleavage he hadn’t been able to take his eyes off all night. “Where’d you get the dress?”
She looked down, fingering the flounce. “Tink loaned it to me.”
He nodded. “I need to buy you some of your own.”
She shrugged. “I don’t really have a place to wear them.”
At that, his eyes moved around the terrace, taking in the courtyard in the background. “You do all this?”
“Tink helped.”
He nodded. “You’ve got a talent for it.”
She smiled at his compliment. “Maybe.”
“You think I could make a go of this place? I mean as an event location. Put on parties like this one and shit?” He rubbed his hand up and down her thigh.
“I think you could do anything you put your mind to, Ghost.” Her eyes took in the place. “I think this place could be a huge success. It has such funky originality. There’s no place like it. Maybe it would never make it as a restaurant, but I think you could do all kinds of events here. Weddings, Proms, Company Parties, the list is endless.”
He grinned, pleased with her enthusiasm. His hand slipped beneath the hem of her dress, his palm sliding up her thigh.
“You think you could help me with all of that? Do this with me?”
