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She smiles. “Nonsense. We’re friends, and we’re having molten lava cakes for dessert. You know what that means, don’t you?”
I frown. “That we’re going to drink booze and eat fancy chocolate?”
She laughs. “Close.” She stands and drops her napkin on the table beside her plate. “Out on the terrace, if you go right, there are cushioned loungers, perfect for drinking under the stars. Meet you there in ten minutes? I’ll bring the booze.”
I nod. “In the spirit of our truce, I’m not going to double-check that this isn’t some elaborate joke, and you’re going to leave me out there all night.”
“Good,” she laughs. “But it’s not. I promise.”
Ten minutes later, Aria strolls onto the terrace in that itty bitty pink dress that does dangerous things for her legs. And she’s carrying a bottle of amber liquid and two crystal tumblers.
I throw my arms back on the chair and give her a deep gaze. “It’s about time. I was getting thirsty out here.”
Her laugh sounds sweet and melodic, bouncing off the building and echoing on the small pond in the distance.
“Poor baby biker,” she coos. “I have just the thing.” She holds up the bottle excitedly, and my eyes round in shock.
“Is that the Gold Label?”
“Not just Gold Label, Lucky.” Her haughty tone returns for a moment. “Gold Label VIP,” she clarifies and hands me the bottle. “You can do the honors.”
“You sure?”
She nods. “Daddy won’t even know if it’s gone, and if he does, well, he should have used one of his phone calls to check in on his only child.”
“That sounds like we’re drinking away your sorrows tonight, sweetheart.”
“I don’t think that’s going to work, but it’s worth a shot.”
And that’s precisely what we do, drink until the stars blur in the sky. Surprisingly, no more tears make an appearance, even though she bitches about her dad on and off. Mostly, we drink and shoot the shit and then drink a little bit more.
Okay, a hell of a lot more.
“I think I’m drunk,” she says and then giggles. She stands on wobbly legs, proving that she isn’t just drunk. She’s wasted.
“If you’re not sure, that’s a good sign you’re drunk,” I tell her, standing to help steady her. “Let’s get you upstairs.”
“You gonna tuck me in, Lucky?”
I laugh at her tone and scoop her up in my arms, ignoring how those delicious curves feel against my body. She’s slender, but she has extra in all the right places. Like those smooth thighs on my arm, plump tits that I can’t help but stare at, and her ass that’s mere inches from my cock.
“I might even tell you a bedtime story,” I joke as I carry her up the stairs. “You strike me as the fairytale sort of girl.”
“Now, who’s making assumptions?” She laughs, and the sound vibrates through me. “But I’d pay good money to hear you tell me a fairytale.”
“It’s a dirty fairytale, but that counts, right?” I make it up the staircase, and she helps by kicking the door open. I stop at the foot of her bed, and she holds on tight, making it impossible for me to toss her on top.
“Lay with me?”
Fuck yes, I think, but I say,“I don’t think that’s a good idea, Aria.”
“I’m not asking you to fuck me, Lucky, just lay with me. Talk to me, or better yet, tell me that dirty fairytale. Please?” Those big brown eyes are trouble, and I’m learning right now just how much trouble.
She’s hurting, I tell myself.She’s lonely and unsure of the future, that’s all.“Yeah, okay, I’ll lay with you. But don’t you dare try to take my virtue, Princess. I’ve got my eye on you.”
She giggles and lets go this time when I lay her on the bed. “Thank you.”
“Anytime.” It’s a good thing my brothers aren’t here now because they’d laugh their asses off at me sharing a bed with a woman, a gorgeous woman at that, fully clothed. No orgasms in sight.
