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“My animal-people match making skill,” I said.
“How does it work?” Doc asked.
“I don’t know how it works, it’s just something I can do. I spend time at Rose Hill Retirement Community as well as the animal shelter and I just know. I’ll meet a dog and immediately know who it’s for—but only if I’ve already met its owner.”
“It’s kinda spooky,” Charlie said. “But it’s really true. We’ve been talking about starting a non-profit around the idea. Though, Hayden probably won’t have time now that she’s Chair of the Board of Spencer Pharmaceuticals.”
“Spencer Pharmaceuticals,” Doc repeated. “Wait, you’re what?”
“I’m Hayden Spencer,” I said. “It was my father’s company, and as of yesterday, I’m now in control of the company.”
“Holy fuck,” Doc said. “Sorry, I just…holy fuck.”
The Old Ladies returned with dining room chairs and began to take seats near us.
I smiled. “I guess this wasn’t a drop and run.”
Willa shook her head. “We pitched in and got you a little something. We didn’t get to throw you bachelorette party, so this’ll have to do.” She handed me a brown paper bag with Leather and Ink’s logo on it.
I peeked into the bag and pulled out a delicate, crotchless lace body suit in jet black. I hastily shoved it back into the bag, my face flaming with heat.
The Old Ladies cackled.
“Sorry, darlin’,” Mia said with a huge smile. “Guess we should’ve warned you.”
“Yes, you should’ve,” I agreed. “Warning: will cause supreme embarrassment.”
“Warning: will make your biker get on his knees and worship you,” Logan said.
The Old Ladies nodded in agreement.
“I want one of those,” Charlie said.
“A biker, or the lingerie?” Willa asked.
“The lingerie.” She looked at me. “Walker’s been such a good boy. I think it’s time for a reward.”
Chapter 52
“What are you doing?” Mia asked.
I stood. “Going to the bathroom.”
“Let me help you,” Mia said.
“I don’t need help,” I protested.
“Bones told us we weren’t allowed to let you out of our sight,” Logan said.
“No, we are not doing this,” I stated.
“Not doing what?” Willa asked.
“I’m not letting you treat me like I’m constantly on the verge of fainting,” I stated. “Bones is already overprotective. I can’t handle that from you guys too.”
Doc pointed to my head. “Are you forgetting about your stitches? Of course he’s going to be overprotective.”
I doubted any of them knew Bones’ history. And I wasn’t going to share it with them. I knew why he was overprotective, but I wasn’t going to live my life having the people close to me constantly watching me.
