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Chapter Twenty-Eight
It had been a weeksince they’d found out about Sneak. Sarah and Scoop had been working around the clock without any breaks. War and she had discussed everyone needed a break. She’d suggested a party, but War had pushed for them to go to Dodge City.
They’d left a small group protecting both compounds. They were using SUVs and motorcycles. She was riding with War while her sisters brought another SUV. War had kept secret where they were going but when they pulled into the bar they were banned from, she doubled up her fist and hit his shoulder.
“I’m not freaking walking in there and getting kicked out.”
He chuckled and shook his head. “Seriously, you honestly think I’d set you up for that?”
No, she didn’t but Whiskey, Hennessey and Schaefer had been ballistic over Jesse’s antics, and it would take a lot for them to forgive and forget. She really missed the bar, though, because they had themed nights with trivia, karaoke, and the food was great.
War tapped her thigh, waiting for her to get off the bike. She got off and unbuckled her helmet, shaking her hair out after she took it off. The cacophony of her sisters screeching about where they were hurt her ears.
“What the hell, War? Are you thinking it would be fun to watch us get kicked out? Are you trying to have Jesse be embarrassed tonight?” Winchester growled while glaring.
“Hey, War’s got it covered. As far gone as he is for Remington, do you honestly think he’d allow his woman and her sisters to be embarrassed?” Bear shook his head, rolling his eyes then stomping toward the door. Yanking it open, he held it, motioning for them all to go in. “Oh, for Pete’s sake, what the fuck are you waiting for?”
Remington hid a smile at Winnie storming through the door, shoving his chest as she went through. She waited for War to get off the motorcycle and curl his arm around her.
“I’ve got this. We’re going to have a fun time drinking, dancing, and laughing. Nobody is hurting my warrior woman.”
She trusted War. It was the Nelson brothers she wasn’t sure about. She could understand their egos being hurt but Jesse didn’t date them at the same time. She’d gone on a couple dates with each of them with about three weeks between each brother. She hadn’t been serious about any of them, at least as far as Remi knew, but that hadn’t stopped them from comparing notes and banning the girls from the saloon.
She stepped into the bar, spotting Whiskey behind the bar eyeing them as they all walked in.
“Your tables are reserved by the dance floor, but your payment isn’t here yet.”
“Thanks, Whiskey. It should be here momentarily. They texted there was a wreck blocking both lanes for about an hour.”
Whiskey nodded and turned around to cash out a customer. It was a little anticlimactic but whatever War had done to fix this, she was ecstatic. War kept his hand against her back as they crossed the floor. She hadn’t ever allowed a man that liberty but with War, it wasn’t trying to control her. He was showing her he valued her and wanted to stay in contact with her, even in a crowded bar. Not that her man wasn’t above staking a claim if he felt like men weren’t respecting his woman. His protective nature coupled with his badass attitude was something she loved about him now.
War pulled out her chair and waited until she was settled before taking his seat. A waitress walked over, ready to take their order.
“We’ll all have water until the delivery gets here but we’d like to go ahead and get the appetizers I ordered while everyone checks out the menu.” She nodded and left.
She was going to ask what order he was talking about, but he stood and grinned toward the door.
“Special delivery, and you all better fucking appreciate it because traffic was a bitch and it’s fucking hot. Who was the asshole that decided we needed to keep it cold all the way here?”
