Page 124 of Property of Bob

Bob chuckled next to me.

I looked him in the eye. “I like you.” I didn’t want him to think that I didn’t know or that this was nothing to me. I didn’t know exactly what it was, but I liked it. A lot.

He leaned in and pressed a kiss to my lips. “I figured, doll,” he whispered against my lips. “Though it’s nice to hear it out loud.”

The front door opened, and Piney walked inside with grease on both hands and a dark smear across the front of his T-shirt.

I leaned back from Bob but stayed close to him. Bob grabbed my coffee and took a sip.

“Your RV runs,” Piney announced.

I froze.

Bob slowly lowered my coffee. “What?”

Piney wiped his hands on an old rag. “Your RV. It runs.”

I shoved my chair back so fast the legs scraped across the floor. “You’re serious?”

“No. I covered myself in grease before eight in the morning to fuck with you,” Piney deadpanned.

I ignored that and headed for the door.

“Ramona.”

I looked over my shoulder to see Bob was standing.

“What?” I asked.

“Where are you going?”

“To see my RV.”

He stared at me. I stared right back.

“You can’t go alone.”

I rolled my eyes and headed back to him. I threaded my fingers through his and tugged him to the door. “Then you’re coming with me. I’ll give you the grand tour, and then we can take it for a ride.”

Shay pumped her fist in the air. “Field trip!”

Prime walked into the common room with a scowl on his face. “What the hell is going on?” he asked.

Shay jumped up and leapt to him. “Piney got the RV running, and we’re all going to take a ride in it.”

“Hold up, hold up,” Piney called. “I said it’s running. I’m not too sure it’s ready for a field trip.”

Prime looked at Anchor. “You’re good with this?”

Anchor shrugged. “I’m staying here. If your girl wants to go with Ramona, then Pearl can tag along.”

“I don’t want to be roped into this,” Prime grunted. “I should have stayed in bed.”

Shay pressed a kiss to his lips and smiled wide. “Come on, sleepyhead. I promise it will be fun.”

Prime pretty much melted into Shay and wrapped his arms tight around her. “The shit you talk me into,” he growled.

Pearl stood and grabbed her coffee. “I’m in.”