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Ethan grinned and glanced over to his brother. He had kick ass eyes for sure. Hazel wasn’t anything special but they were different. Kenzie’s declaration made him give his brother a smug smile.

Ethan walked her to Bogs. “I’m glad you think so.”

Bogs was prepared to steady her himself but her arms came around his waist and she tugged him against her chest, resting her chin just below his neck and looked up. “I love your eyes.” Her lopsided smile made his lips spread wide. He winked at her and waved to the group.

“Night, everyone.” He wrapped his arm around her shoulder taking most of her weight. He should probably carry her which would make it a hell of a lot quicker to get her to the car.

They were down the path when he heard his sister. “Bye Kenzie. Next week, we’ll do it again.”

Hell fucking no, they weren’t getting his girl next week, too. He lifted her into the truck and got himself settled before driving off down the road.

“You have fun?”

She turned in her seat, fighting the hold of the seatbelt. “So much fun. I love your family, they’re awesome.Especially, Rox.” She reached over grabbing his free hand and clasped it with hers. “I did miss you though.”

He brought her hand to his lips and kissed her knuckles. That was exactly what he wanted to hear. His eyes were trained on the road but he felt her inch closer. “You know all the girls think you’re hot. Well, not Rox but Sadie, Cass, and Em. They said so.”

Bogs laughed. He might have to use that little piece of information against his brothers someday. “What else did you find out on girl’s night?”

“That they love you but hate your nicknames.”

Bogs laughed. He didn’t need her to tell him that. Sadie and Cassie had accepted it but weren’t fond of his pet names for them.

“I love mine though.” She released his hand and slid it up his thigh, landing on his cock, which immediately started to harden.

“Whoa. The last thing we need is an accident.” He clasped her hand again, regrettably removing it from his crotch. He glanced over. Her eyes were heavy and her smile was lazy.So fucking drunk.

“Need to get you home, in my bed, pretty girl.”

She sighed, resting her head against the seat but keeping her body angled toward him.

“We’re not going to Jonah’s house?”

Bogs shook his head, clasping his hand in hers that rested on his knee. He didn’t trust her not to grab his cock again. He didn’t think he’d be strong enough to resist a second time.

“Talked to Trent. He got it all settled with Dante.” Bogs sighed. “Meaning, you are in the clear.”

The statement seemed to sober her, slightly. “And Taylor?”

“He’s still working on it but she’s safe. Thought maybe we’d drive up to the cabin, you can see for yourself.”

Her hand tightened against his and he gazed over to see herbouncing in her seat. Thankfully he did and saw her coming when she threw herself at him. He had enough sense and warning to not jerk the wheel when her body nudged the wheel.

Her arms wrapped around his neck, leaving him with half vision on the road.

“Okay, I get you’re excited, let’s try not to die from excitement. Back on your side.”

“Oh, sorry.” She giggled and moved back to her side, grasping his hand in hers. “Thank you Bogs. You’re seriously the best boyfriend on the planet, I friggin’ love you.”

His head whipped to the side. She was grinning and still doing a happy slight bounce seemingly unfazed that she had just confessed she loved him. He couldn’t figure out if she was just saying figuratively, or if the alcohol was working as a truth serum for her. She had admitted to be falling in love with him so it shouldn’t have come as a huge surprise but the way it seemed to flow past her lips without effort shocked him.

Getting her into the condo was a shit show. His usual parking spot was taken which left them on the other side of the complex. He should have just carried her but she was still sticking to her story on not being that drunk. He got out of the truck and rounded to her side quickly. The last thing he needed was her to face plant on the blacktop.

The door swung open and he double stepped to grab the edge.

“Let me help you.”

She waved her hand and hiccupped. “I got it.”