“We should dance!”she declared.
Ricochet was siting close by and grinned at me.“Dance on the table!Let’s see how much you’re really like Lark.I dare you!”
Nickel turned venomous eyes to his brother who shrugged and smiled bigger.
“Don’t look at me like that, bro.Her friends say she’s impulsive, I wanna test that.”
I glanced at the table.“People’s plates are on the table,” I said.
Alexandra pointed at a table across from us.“That one’s empty.Let’s go!”
Next thing I knew, Alexandra and I were dancing on the table to ‘I Just Might.’
Over the music, I heard a man yell, “I’m not watching Cal’s little girl dance like that!This’ll get them to stop.”
I made big eyes at Alexandra, but she wiggled her hips even more.In seconds, the song switched to ‘The Twist’ by Chubby Checker.We laughed our asses off at the attempt to make us stop, and we proceeded to do the twist until Bluff and Nickel were forced to make us get down.
I pointed a finger up in the air at him.“I never pegged you for being a party-pooper.”
Ryan lowered his face toward mine.“Tic is watching you like you’re his next meal.We call him Tic, but it’s short for Lunatic.Until you wear my property patch, I don’t trust him and I don’t want you provoking him.”
My eyes darted to the side and I recognized Tic from the first night I was at the clubhouse.“I didn’t realize—”
Ryan kissed my temple and straightened.“I know, babe.You want dessert?I want to see if Block needs help with the beignets.”
My eyes went wide.“You know how to make beignets?”
He laughed.“Yeah.It’s not that hard, Trouble.”
“Baloney!If it weren’t that hard, more donut shops would carry them.”
He slung his arm around me.“Let’s go get you some dessert.”
“And another gimlet,” I said.
“After that, you’re cut off.”
I looked up at him.“I thought this was a party.”
“It is, but we’re taking this party to my room, and I want you tipsy, not sloshed when we go upstairs.”
I wrapped my wet hair up in a towel after I dried off from my shower on Sunday morning.Once I was dressed and the steam cleared from the mirror, I examined the skin surrounding my eye.It was a garish shade of yellow-green, but it had faded.After learning a few tricks from Abby, I knew I could hide it from my coworkers tomorrow.
Ryan had dropped me off at my townhouse half an hour ago to work a six-hour shift at the bar.They offered Sunday brunch, which they hadn’t promoted yet because Lark was still perfecting his menu options.
I had to go grocery shopping because Kristen and Chad were swinging by for Sunday dinner.Bonus, Ryan would be back in time for the fun.I hadn’t looked forward to one of our Sunday cooking sessions this much in a very long time.
My phone rang and I saw it was Chad.
“Hey!”I answered.
“Hey, yourself.You are very chipper this morning.”
I glanced at the clock on the stove.“It’s almost noon, so the morning’s nearly over.What’s going on?”I paused.“You don’t have to cancel do you?”
He chuckled.“Not a chance.I wanted to know if things are handled yet…or should I be on the lookout for an angry man who’s searching for you or your new beau?”
I grinned.“That’s why I sound chipper.Yesterday, things got sorted.Tomorrow I get to go back to work, and things will get back to normal.”
