Total pages in book: 56
Estimated words: 52650 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 263(@200wpm)___ 211(@250wpm)___ 176(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 52650 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 263(@200wpm)___ 211(@250wpm)___ 176(@300wpm)
“No. I love it here. It’s another escape for me.”
“That’s a lot of escaping, Honey,” Razor said.
Honey could feel his gaze focused on her. Quickly, she added. “Oh, everyone needs a place to have fun. The energy here is addictive. So much so, I picked up a motorcycle club romance to live vicariously through the story. Probably everyone does this to you, but do you know C. Sweets? C is an initial. I loved her story.”
“That’s Caroline! She’s C. Sweets!” Winnie said eagerly. “I devoured that book as well. She needs to finish the next one,” Winnie added, looking pointedly at Caroline.
“Really? That’s you? You’re so talented,” Honey told her. She’d never met an author before—much less one who crafted such incredible novels. What a fun night!
“You guys are too nice. I’m glad you enjoyed it. I’ve written in a few different romance genres. MC seems to be my niche. And yes, Winnie. I’m almost done. Be patient!”
“As you can tell, this isn’t the first time Winnie has tried to speed up Caroline’s progress.”
The pieces clicked together in Honey’s head. Da… Caroline’s book had registered with strong Daddy vibes. Could both these women be Little girls? She wanted to ask but knew she shouldn’t. Thoughts and questions tumbled around in her mind as she celebrated that Littles might actually exist in real life.
“The nachos have arrived!” Sara announced at the side of the table. She set a tray with a large, upside-down bucket on top in the center of the table. “Who wants to unleash the nachos?”
“Me!” Winnie said quickly.
“Go for it,” Sara encouraged.
Carefully, Winnie lifted the bucket from the tray, allowing all the chips to tumble free. The gorgeous mess of cheese, hamburger, black olives, jalapenos, and grilled veggies made her lean in closer. Honey’s mouth watered at the delicious sight and aroma.
“Dig in,” Sara told them, rescuing the container from Winnie’s hands.
Honey hadn’t eaten anything so decadent in forever. Her doctor was a stickler for good nutrition and wanted Honey to follow a carefully balanced diet. As the others heaped food on the small plates Sara had brought, Honey helped herself to a few tempting chips. She’d try the jumbled treat. Anything else would be rude, right?
When her plate sat empty for a few minutes as she wrestled with her self-control, Razor leaned closer to whisper, “I should have asked if you had any allergies. Would you like something else?”
“Oh, no. I don’t have anything that makes me ill. I’m prone to gaining weight, so I don’t indulge too much,” she explained.
“Eat whatever you wish. Can I trust you to let me know if there’s something else you’d rather have?”
“Of course. I’ll tell you.” It surprised her. Sharing anything with Razor felt possible. Maybe not the most serious stuff. He wouldn’t need to know that. Honey smiled and jumped back into the animated conversation.
Several long, delicious moments later, a thick figure blocked out the light, sending a shadow over the table. “Caught you,” a deep voice announced, waving a hand over the almost empty platter.
Honey glanced up to see the bouncer. She searched her brain for his name. Wraith? The gigantic man stood next to Winnie. Caroline appeared instantly guilty.
“She wasn’t supposed to have nachos?” Razor guessed, turning to give Caroline a piercing look as well.
“Not at all. This is the third time this week. Caroline’s tummy was upset last night. We’d discussed having something easier on her stomach,” Wraith shared.
“They sounded really good,” Caroline said quickly. “Sorry, Razor. I should have asked for a hamburger.”
“I wasn’t supposed to have them either,” Winnie confessed as Scythe appeared by the booth.
Honey stifled a laugh as Razor turned to stare at the slight brunette in disbelief. “You too? I’m going to make you bring me a written note from—” He stopped himself and finished, “next time.”
“They pulled a fast one on you,” Scythe guessed.
“We were bad,” Winnie whispered.
“Time to go home, Chipmunk,” Scythe said sternly. “Wraith, Street, and Pirate have taken over at the door.”
“Guess I’m going home too,” Caroline said.
“I think that’s best, Precious,” Wraith told her.
“I should go as well,” Honey said quickly. “Thanks for letting me join you tonight. I had fun.”
“Will you come again?” Winnie asked with a hopeful expression. She stood to wrap her arms around Scythe.
“Of course,” Honey said, crossing her fingers that she’d make it back here. While she’d enjoyed herself tremendously, Honey had run out of energy. She hoped she’d make it home safely. Her vision was getting murky.
“Yay! I’ve enjoyed chatting with you,” Caroline told her as she slid from the seat.
“Finish that book for Winnie and me,” Honey teased.
“Will do.” With a wave, Caroline allowed Wraith to escort her to the door.
Honey missed them as soon as they vanished from sight. She couldn’t consider them friends after one dinner together, could she? Honey crossed her fingers under the table. Please let me run into them again. She raised her gaze to meet Razor’s and added a silent request to spend more time with him as well.