I sit her back on my lap, pushing her hair out of her face. “That’s what I thought.”
“Whatever,” she rolls her eyes. “Daddy.”
Before I can retaliate, Gage practically falls out the backdoor, tripping over his own feet before righting himself, laughing like hell. Ryder steps out behind him with narrowed eyes, with just a towel around his waist.
“I’m sorry,” Gage laughs, but he doesn’t look a bit sorry.
“What did you do now?” Les asks.
“This motherfucker just dumped a bowl of cold water on mewhile I was in the shower,” Ryder grits out, and I tuck my lips to keep from laughing.
“You looked like you needed to cool down,” Gage says with a straight face, then loses it again.
With a growl, Ryder steps forward. Quick as hell, Gage snatches the towel from Ryder’s waist, then takes off around the house, cackling the whole way. All I can do is shake my head at them. Even I have to admit the shit that happens here sometimes is funny as hell.
Les reaches out and grabs a handful of Ryder’s ass, making him jump two feet in the air. “I’m so jealous of that ass,” she says.
He swats her hand away. “Hands off the merchandise.”
She pouts. “You let Zane touch it.” I can’t hold it anymore; I finally laugh, making him turn those dark eyes on me.
“You want to touch my ass the same way he does,Il mio sole?” Ryder asks with heated eyes.
“Oh,” Les breathes. “Well. Um.”
I laugh again. “What’s the matter, Beautiful?”
“Did Ryder just ask me if I wanted to peg him?” she asks, looking genuinely confused.
Ryder barks a laugh. “That wasn’t my intention.” He palms his cock roughly. “Now that you mention it, though.” Still stroking his cock, he backs into the house, shutting the door behind him.
Her mouth pops open. “What the hell?”
“I have no idea what the fuck just happened,” I laugh.
“You and me both.”
We settle into the chair when Les’ phone rings. She picks it up, swiping it to answer when she sees Micah’s name. She switches to speakerphone. “What’s up?”
“You want the good news or bad news?” he asks without preamble.
“Either one.”
“The front part of the house is a total loss. Ghost said he thinks that’s where the biggest charge was,” he sighs. “So are the cars parked in the front part of the garage.” Besides Ryder’s Explorer, because we were in it, that meant the cars they drove daily, including Les’ Ferrari and Gage’s Bugatti.
“What about the bikes?” Les asks with a sigh. They loved those damn things.
“Bikes were far enough back. Scratched a little, but otherwise fine.”
Les looks at me with wide eyes. “What about Ryder’s Mustang?” I don’t understand the significance, but it must mean a lot to him from the look on her face.
“Gone,” Micah answers, and Les shuts her eyes. “That part of the house caved in.”
“Damn it,” she whispers. “Give me some good news.”
“The back part of the house is fine besides water damage. Including Holden’s computers.”
That perks her up. “All of them?”
