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As he places me back down, he grabbed my hand in his. “Come on. Let’s go do something fun to celebrate.”
15
RYAN
“What do you have in mind?” Kenna walked over to the side of the sofa and grabbed her brown boots.
I watched her slip them on. They were short boots that went to her ankle but had a little heel that made her stand just a little taller.
God, she looks so good.I thought.
All I could think about was unwrapping that green silk scarf from her neck and using it to tie her to the bed and make her scream my name in absolute pleasure.
Shaking the thought out of my head, I said, “Let’s go get something to eat and grab a drink to celebrate. We can head to Jenkins. They’re open now.”
“Yes, that sounds great. I actually think they have someone playing this evening.” Kenna stood and walked to the door. As she made her way to the door, she tripped over the left-over lights that we hadn’t picked up yet.
“Fucking lights. Shit. It’s like I don’t know how to walk.” She laughed.
I couldn’t help but laugh. She was so freaking beautiful. Even when she was tripping over things.
“Don’t laugh at me.” She backhanded me on the chest, then shook her hand. “Oow.”
Once again, I couldn’t help but laugh.
Foregoing a table, we sat at the bar because Kenna wanted to be by the stage, next to the guy playing guitar and singing.
After we had celebrated with a couple of shots of tequila, we both ordered a beer and a couple of burgers with fries. A few people stopped to congratulate me on the nomination.
I look over at Kenna, sitting on a stool. She was swaying to the music playing.
Once she finished her burger, leaving only the fries and pickles to pick at, she jumped off the bar stool and stood beside me.
“Want another beer?” I asked her.
“Sure.” She nodded.
“Hey.” I leaned in close. “I gotta hit the head. Be right back.” With my spoken words, I made my way to the restroom.
Inside, I stepped around god knows what on the floor, then found an unused urinal. Once done, I shook, tucked, zipped, then washed my hands.
When I’m making my way back from the bathroom, I saw two guys over by Kenna. They were both checking her out.
“Hey, darling, you want a drink?” asked one of the men as he invaded her personal space. The other guy, his fuckin’ wingman, leered and egged him on—fucking prick.
Oh, fuck no! Not on my watch.
I knew with everything she had gone through, and especially after seeing what my mother had experienced, I knew not to sneak up behind her. I didn’t want to scare her, so I sat back on the barstool, turned to her, then wrapped my arm around her waist.
“You okay?” Slowly, I eased her between my legs.
Kenna being as short as she was still had to look up at me.
She smiled with more than just her mouth. It was as if her whole face smiled at me.
Those slimy motherfuckers quickly took notice and moved down to the other end of the bar.
It felt good holding her—natural even. So, I didn’t dare move my arm. I just left it wrapped around her.
