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“In the afternoon,” Darcy clarified with a smile.
“I slept late,” I murmured.
“Well, take a little time to get yourself sorted. Most of us are already here.”
“Most of us…right, the barbecue.” I ran a hand down my face. “I’ll be out there in a bit.”
Darcy smiled and then sailed out of the room, closing the door behind her.
I got out of bed and quickly threw on my pants. I grabbed my boots and phone and padded barefoot back to my room.
Five minutes later, I was in the shower, dowsing my head under the spray. The bathroom door opened, followed by the sound of heavy boots.
“Heard you had a wandering visitor,” Viper said.
“Yeah, that’s not how I expected to wake up this morning. Except it’s not morning, it’s early afternoon and you let me sleep. Now everyone is already here and I’m the girl who can’t get her ass out of bed.”
“Everyone knows you worked at Shelly’s last night.”
“How?”
“Mia told them. And I told them. They get why you slept late.”
“That’s not the real reason I slept late,” I teased. “And you know it.”
After Viper and I’d had our discussion, we’d crawled back into bed and crashed. But a few hours later, I’d woken up with Viper’s head between my legs and he hadn’t let me go back to sleep before wringing three orgasms from me.
“You’re not complaining.”
“What’s there to complain about?” I shut off the water and stuck my hand out through the shower curtain slit to grab a towel. I hastily dried off and wrapped it around me before drawing the entire curtain back.
“You feeling okay this morning?” he asked.
“Yeah.” I frowned. “Why wouldn’t I be?”
“So, you’re not regretting our conversation last night?”
“Are you?”
“I asked you first.”
“No. I don’t have any regrets.”
“Good.”
“And you?” I prodded.
“I’m glad you know.” He reached for me, cupped the back of my head, and gave me a thorough kiss. “Hurry up and get dressed. Food’s going on the grill.”
“I’ll be there as soon as I can,” I promised.
He kissed me one final time and then left me alone to get ready. I quickly threw on a pair of jeans with ripped knees and a black tank top. I didn’t want to waste the time drying my hair, so I pulled it into a messy bun and slid into a pair of flip-flops.
There was no one in the living room or the kitchen of the clubhouse. I followed the sound of voices out into the backyard. Several folding tables covered in side dishes and cutlery had already been set up. A cluster of men congregated around the grill.
“Sutton!” Mia called out, waving me toward the group of women who sat in camp chairs.
I quickly made my way over to them. “Hi, sorry I slept in.”
