Page 37 of The Vow


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Rose groaned. “Please tell me that’s not moonshine.”

“No.” The prospect laughed, eyed the women, and glanced over at Vada. “Kase said you like top-shelf tequila. He sent it over from the club.”

Vada widened her eyes. “Kase set this up?”

“Yeah.”

Vada smiled at the memory of her ordering it as a celebratory shot when she first got her teaching position. It was a reserved bottle only meant for members. But Kase allowed it back then, and he was offering it now. Maybe she had won him over.

After the drink, they were ushered into the truck and taken to the clubhouse. Aside from three, all the women were drunk. Not tipsy, not a little intoxicated, not slightly over-indulged.

D R U N K as fuck.

By the time they got to the clubhouse and poured out of the SUVs, they were using each other for support. Vada stumbled forward, grabbing the back of Ivy’s shirt. As a result, she almost took Ivy down. Thankfully, enough women were around to save them from face-planting in the gravel.

The howling laughter only sobered Vada slightly. She’d drank a lot of water between drinks and had a hearty meal of cheeseburger and fries. But the alcohol was having a major effect. Damn, that moonshine. Or was it the tequila shot?

“Hey, wait!” Luke shouted. “You forgot something.”

Trista grabbed it out of his hands. Vada instantly recognized it and bounced on her toes. It was a far cry from how she’d felt about them in her sober state. Now, Vada wasn’t the least bit embarrassed.

“You brought the lollipops!”

“Why do you think I went back into the house when I picked you up?”

Vada scrunched her nose. “To pee.”

Trista laughed. “Well, I did that too, but I had an ulterior motive. What’s a bachelorette party without Aunt Gloria’s cock pops? Come and get ’em, ladies.”

It was the perfect ending to an epic night.

Or so I thought.

****

Hades sat at the clubhouse bar, talking with the brothers. The night had been pretty lowkey. Hades had been a hundred percent transparent with all the members. This was a night to hang out but not a bachelor party. He wasn’t interested in the tradition. Hell, he didn’t want any type of party celebrating his bachelorhood. If Hades had it his way, he would’ve been married a year ago. In his mind, he was already there.

He glanced down at his phone, taking in the time. They should be arriving any minute. Throughout the night, he’d been given updates. Hades hadn’t asked for them, but Luke seemed to be trying to get on his good side. Apparently, all the businesses had stayed open and indulged the women for the pub crawl. Even the parts store. Hades glanced across the bar where Kase, Dobbs, and Caden were sitting.

“Heard you set up tequila shots at the store.”

Kase sipped his whiskey, scowling. “And?”

Hades smirked. “She finally won you over?”

Kase’s gaze darkened, and he glared. “You brought her in as your old lady. Now you’re making it official. Did I have another fucking choice?”

Yeah, he did. Kase was protective of all the women. But this was going the extra mile for Vada. Something he didn’t do for all the old ladies. Hades could have pushed further, but Joe came barreling through the door, gaining everyone’s attention.

“Incoming! And a heads up, brothers, they’re hammered.”

Caden swiveled on his stool. “All of them?”

Joe scoffed. ”You, Saint, and Gage are gonna have an easy night. But the rest of us? Brace for fucking impact.”

Oh fuck! Hades expected them to get drunk and have a good time. Hell, it was his idea to have a prospect cart them around all night so they could enjoy it. However, all the old ladies partying together was usually a recipe for disaster.

“How fucking bad is Vada?” Hades asked.

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