Total pages in book: 143
Estimated words: 133878 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 669(@200wpm)___ 536(@250wpm)___ 446(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 133878 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 669(@200wpm)___ 536(@250wpm)___ 446(@300wpm)
Bay nodded and rushed to get to the door.
“This is going to be fun,” Sawyer said with a grin that lit up his usually grim expression.
He wasn’t sure what the guy meant by that since they were going to see the lady home and ensure her safety and that was all. They had about fifteen minutes to convince her they would be fun to spend time with. A lunch. Then dinner maybe. Or drinks first and that could slide into dinner if she wanted.
The point was he was going to give her all the space she needed before he mentioned he would like to tie her up, spank her ass, and fuck her until she couldn’t see straight.
Time. They were taking it this go around.
Bay held the door open for Cleo and her group and finally Brooke. He smiled at her. His brother could look fairly grim most of the time, but he had a smile that women flocked to. “Did you know ninety percent of koalas have chlamydia?”
Yep. They saw that aw, shucks smile of Bay’s and were interested, and then the fucker opened his mouth.
Brooke stopped and stared at Bay. “No, they don’t.”
Oh, she shouldn’t challenge Bay’s trivia knowledge when it came to animals. When they were kids, he had a monthly shipment of cards he kept in a well-organized box. Each contained animal facts. Shane would quiz him. “I’m pretty sure they do. What I am unsure of is why we are bringing that unimportant fact up now.”
Sawyer slapped the bar he was laughing so hard.
Brooke frowned Shane’s way. “I am fairly certain it’s important to the koala bears. The sweet, cuddly bears.”
Bay shook his head. “Yeah, they’re more than cuddly. They’re kind of nature’s pervs. Like if Stef before Jen had been a bear, he would have been a koala.”
Brooke went still, and Shane worried for a moment Bay had offended her. Then her lips curled up and she laughed, the sound ringing through the almost empty bar.
She looked back at Sawyer, sobering slightly. “You won’t feel the need to call my brothers if you think I’m doing something dumb, will you?”
Sawyer shrugged. “I don’t even like your brothers. Make some mistakes. Have fun. Soon some dumbass will show up on your doorstep and he won’t leave, and then there’s a dog and a glorious angel who yells at you when you do stupid shit and you’re getting married.” He sighed, a soft sound. “Yeah, that’s the good part.”
Brooke put a hand on Bay’s shirt and went up on her toes. She planted a kiss right on his lips. “You’re weird, Kent. I like weird.” She stepped back. “Let’s get this show on the road. I’d like to have a couple of orgasms before dawn, boys.”
Wait. What?
Bay stood there like a statue.
Shane looked to Sawyer. “We aren’t planning anything for tonight. No taking advantage. We are driving her home and making sure she’s safe, and hopefully making a date for another time. We’re not interested in a quick roll with her.”
Sawyer winced. “Yeah, but I think she’s interested in a quick roll with the two of you.”
“Uh, she kissed me,” Bay pointed out needlessly.
Shane never thought he would panic at the thought of a woman wanting to go to bed with them, but here he was. “We can save this. We can tell her we should take it slow.”
Sawyer huffed. “Have you ever told a woman who wants sex you should take it slow? She’s not going to hear ‘hey, I’d like to date you.’ She’s going to hear one thing and that’s ‘you don’t find me attractive.’ Something’s bugging that girl, and she needs affirmation. She can get it from the two of you or she’ll find it somewhere else, and it won’t be a self-help course, no matter how much Alexi keeps trying to push that off on everyone. You are in a pickle, guys. Take the fruit or the fruit will likely ignore you the next time you see it.”
Shit. This was not his plan.
“Uhm, I think the fruit might steal our truck if we don’t get out there.” Bay started out the door. “Hey, Brooke. You don’t have to break in. I have a key.”
Shane followed his brother and heard the door close and lock behind him.
So there would be no more help from that source.
Brooke waved as Cleo drove off in her clown car. He had no idea how those boys managed to get their bodies in the back. Those were some flexible motherfuckers.
Brooke turned to him as he joined them. She sent him a challenging look, her chin coming up and arrogance in her expression. “So, you want to take me back to your place and have your way with me?”
Shit. Sawyer was right. She was on the edge tonight, and if they turned her down, she would go one of two ways. She would either freeze up and cut herself off from something she needed out of shame, or she would tell them to fuck off and find it somewhere else.