Then again, maybe it had been the twin action atop the bar that people were talking about.
She kept her eyes straight forward.There would be none of that tonight.
A Harley approached, and the roar of its engine drowned out the low thumping.The rumble seemed to throb through the pavement, and Cam’s hand settled low on her back.He made an almost imperceptible move to put himself between her and the street.
“I’m fine,” she murmured.They passed the stoop that led to Roxie’s apartment.The third-floor windows were dark, yet neon beer signs glowed up ahead.The bar was much more intimidating at night.She worried that Roxie might be too.Her twin hadn’t been happy when she’d left, and she’d had all day long to stew over things.
Cam opened the door to the bar, and the music rolled out.Lexie glanced inside but couldn’t see around the corner.
“There she is.”Skeeter hopped off the barstool he kept by the door.Before she could stop him, he enveloped her in a monster hug.“I was wondering if you’d drop by tonight.Feeling better?”
Lexie winced when she realized this man had seen her at her worst.Drawing back, she patted his massive chest.“A bit.Is Roxie working?”
“Yeah, she’s here.”He twisted his face and peeked over his shoulder.“Do you know what’s got her panties in a bind?”
Lexie bit her lip.“Maybe.”
Ignoring Cam, the bouncer grabbed her by the shoulders and turned her towards the bar.“Well, get in there and fix her.She’s taken more pieces out of my hide tonight than I can count.I’m big, but I don’t have much left.”
He gave her a familiar swat on the butt, and Lexie jumped in surprise.Cam let out a growl, but she caught his hand.She pulled him with her as she moved farther into the bar.
“Hey, look,” somebody said.“The carbon copy is back.”
A roar went up throughout the crowd, and more than a few bikers raised their mugs in her direction.Lexie waved at them even as she felt Cam’s glare radiate.
Had the place been this busy the other night when she was here?Her face got warm when she couldn’t remember.Looking back, all she could really recall was how hot it had been and how…fun.She remembered laughing and singing.The place and the crowd weren’t her normal scene, but she’d felt free as a bird here.Happy and accepted.
She wanted that back.
Going up on her tiptoes, she tried to see past the beer tap.If Roxie was working it, she couldn’t tell.The place was jam-packed.
“Lexie!”
Turning to her right, she spotted the owner, Charlie.He waved them over as he finished wiping down a table.“Here, you two.Have a seat.”
The table was small and cramped, but welcome.“Thanks, Charlie.”
“Are you hungry?Want something to drink?”
Cam nodded.“A beer would be great.Whatever you’ve got on tap.”
He pulled back a chair for her, and Lexie sat.She tucked her purse close by her feet.The thought of alcohol made her stomach turn.“Diet Coke for me.”
“Good call.”Charlie winked at her knowingly.“I’ll send Roxie over.”He took a step, paused and turned back.“Could you do something about that burr under her saddle?”
Lexie smiled wanly.“I’ll try.”
“Wonderful.”Cam watched as the barman wove through the crowd.“And I thought Her Evilness was in a mood yesterday.”
“Cam.”Lexie glanced at him through her lashes.“Please?”
He rolled his shoulders and settled back into the wooden chair.The look he gave her was heated.“I know what I promised, and I know what you promised in return.”
She shifted in her chair.“Shh.”
He spread his legs wider under the table.His knee rubbed against hers, and she fluffed her hair.Her mind still hadn’t fully adjusted to the change in their relationship, but her body had.It melted every time he touched her or gave her that look.After the afternoon they’d spent together, she might as well be a puddle at his feet.
He draped an arm across the back of her chair, and his fingers stroked a strand of her hair.“But I can wait.”
