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“You got it,” Savage said and moved toward the kitchen.
I watched as a biker who was standing with a woman in the corner slid his hand up her denim skirt and cupped her ass.
She sent him a flirtatious grin and placed her hand on his chest.
I turned away, feeling like I’d seen something I shouldn’t have. Then again, they were getting handsy in public. Maybe they didn’t care if people watched. Maybe theywantedpeople to watch.
Savage returned with my drink and a bottle of bourbon which he handed to Viper.
“We’ll light the bonfire when the sun sets. Have fun, kids. And remember, no glove, no love.” He chucked me under the chin and then sauntered off.
I took a huge swallow of my drink and then glanced at Viper, who was glaring in Savage’s direction.
“So, I’m guessing these gatherings get a bit wild?” I asked.
“Wild. That’s putting it mildly,” he said, his tone bland.
“I’m not in the mood for anything wild,” I stated. “I’m tired, so I think I’ll head up to my room.”
I threaded my way through the people in the living room to the stairs. Viper dogged my heels, though I wasn’t sure why.
I took the stairs and pushed open my door. Viper came inside without invitation.
“Oh, are we hanging out?” I asked in amusement, dropping the plastic bags onto the bed. “And here I thought you were sick of me and wanted to party.”
Viper took a drink from the bottle of bourbon. “You won’t be able to stay in here the entire night. You’ll get hungry at some point.”
“Then I’ll come out for food.” I shrugged. “And maybe after I’ve had a nap, I’ll decide to have a drink or two around the bonfire and meet some new people.”
“Why don’t I just bring you food?” Viper asked. “Then you don’t have to leave your room.”
I frowned. “What’s wrong with coming down and fixing myself a plate of something to eat? I don’t need you to bring me food.”
He rubbed the back of his neck. “I just don’t think you being at the party is a good idea.”
“Why not?” I raised my brows. “Because it getswild?”
“Because it gets…”
“What?” I demanded. “It gets what?”
“Dirty.”
“What do you mean,dirty?”
“I mean, those guys downstairs are single. There are no Old Ladies or kids here tonight. It means they don’t have to be on their best behavior. So they won’t be.”
“I saw a guy put his hand up someone’s skirt,” I said as I set my drink on the nightstand.
“That’s PG shit. When the sun sets…”
“Yeah?”
“Just stay up here,” he growled.
“Ah, I get it. You’re talking debauchery, huh? Like full-on debauchery.” I crossed my arms over my chest.
“Yeah, that’s what I’m talking about. My boys know how to party.”
