“I’ll tell you later.” Dean shoves Soul out of the way to pull me closer. “Stop blocking my girl.”
Soul glances around, his gaze fixing on Harloe.
“Soul, this is my best friend, Harloe,” I introduce them.
“Damn, they make them pretty in Texas.” Soul grins, kissing the back of her hand and flirting likehe always does.
“I hope you’re not planning to crash at the ranch,” Dean says to Soul. “There’s only one couch, and you’re not sharing our bed.”
“Nah, we got rooms at the motel around the corner. No way in hell am I listening to you two fuck all night.”
“Says the guy always fucking in the middle of the clubhouse and forcing us all to watch?” Dean hitches an eyebrow, and Soul laughs.
But I don’t know what he’s talking about because I haven’t seen Soul with anyone at the clubhouse. If anything, Soul seems to keep to himself. And while he’s flirty, I’ve never seen him actually take a girl up on her offer for him to leave with her.
I guess I’ve only been there for a month, so what would I know?
“I need a fucking beer.” Soul scans the bar. “Or a shot. That was a long-ass ride.”
“You’re from Vegas too?” Harloe asks.
“Born and raised.” Soul stands up taller. “I’m grabbing drinks if you want to get a table.”
Dean nods as Soul heads toward where Tony is serving drinksat the bar.
“Want to go sit?” He asks.
“I think I’ll stay here for a minute longer so we can gossip about you.” I smile up at him.
“Is that so, princess?”
I nod.
He kisses me on the center of the forehead, leaving me at the bar to catch up with my friend.
“What the hell was that?” Harloe fans her face.
“A kiss?”
“Not that.Them.” She waves her hand at Dean and then Soul, who is balancing shots on his way toward the table. “You did not tell me they made bikers that hot in Vegas. Maybe I should move there too.”
“I didn’t say I was moving.”
She rolls her eyes. “Whatever you say.”
I open my mouth to argue but stop myself when my eyes land on Dean. If he asks me, I’ll move.
If he wants me to stay, I’ll stay.
I’d do just about anything for that man. I’m finally happy, and I’m not letting that go.
27
Willa
I’m too busy laughingto get drunk, and it’s been a long time since I’ve had as much fun as I am sitting at the bar with Harloe.
We decide not to join Dean, leaving him to his friend while I catch up with mine. Venom never shows up to join them, which is unfortunate when I know he’s Harloe’s type. Tall, tattooed, trouble. Maybe it’s for the best since she’s been talking to her ex again. I’ve never been Zander’s biggest fan, but if she’s happy, then I have no choice but to support her.
