“Oh my god!” I squealed, smacking his shoulder. “Why would you lie?”
“Because, other than work, you always run twenty-two minutes behind.”
“I donot.”
“You absolutely do. I’ve timed you,” he countered. “And your average is twenty-two minutes.”
I rolled my eyes. “You are evil.”
“Evil genius,” he said, grinning like an idiot as he wrapped his arms around me and kissed me. “You look beautiful.”
I slid my hands to his face. “So do you.”
He’d foregone his cut for a button-up shirt, even though he still wore jeans and his motorcycle boots, and he looked gorgeous.
“Let’s go,” he said, and grabbed his cut and my hand and leading me down to my car. Arriving at the restaurant, we were seated quickly, and Aero ordered my favorite wine.
As dinner wrapped up, Aero said he needed to stop by the club to pick something up before we headed home. I was fine with that, because it meant I could head over to Dad and Wyatt’s and get some Reagan love.
Pulling up to the cabin, Aero grabbed his folded cut from the back seat and shrugged it on, before opening my door. “You comin’?”
“I was going to run down to Dad’s.”
“Come in for a second and I’ll take you down when I’m done.”
“Honey, I’m in heels, and just want to take my shoes off.”
“So, take your shoes off.”
“Not in the cabin where I have no clue what’s on the floor.”
Aero chuckled, holding his hand out. “Five minutes, tops. Then you can take your shoes off at your dad’s.”
I sighed, sliding my hand in his. “Fine.”
He helped me out of the car, and lifted me over the gravel and onto the deck. “Thanks, honey,” I said, and he took my hand and led me inside.
It was so unusually quiet.
“Where is everyone?” I asked.
My answer was a room full of bikers yelling, “Congratulations!”
I grabbed Aero in fright, but then laughed as my dad lifted me off my feet in a bear hug, kissing my cheek. “So proud of you, baby girl.”
I hugged him back. “Thanks, Daddy.”
He set me on my feet again and I was quickly folded into the group with hugs and congratulations abounding as I made my way through the crowd.
Wyatt had Reagan on her hip as she grinned at me, handing me a glass of wine, and hugging me. Reagan demanded my attention, so I took her from Wyatt and snuggled.
Well, until she caught sight of Aero, then all bets were off. My little sister wanted him, and she was too cute to refuse.
I handed her off to him, then leaned on my tiptoes and kissed him quickly. “You’re a sneak.”
He grinned. “Love you, baby.”
“Love you, too.”
