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I hadn’t thought that far ahead. The answer should be no. “Yeah.”

“Good.”

“But first, you need to tell the lady your order.”

“A pistachio latte with extra foam, please.”

That’s it? “And what do you want to eat?”

Lola raises an eyebrow at me.

“You’ve got to eat to learn.”

“Are you the same guy who warned me off yesterday?” She blinks twice and turns to the counter. “I’ll take a sausage, egg, and cheese croissant.”

Dreaming about your smile didn’t help me make better choices. I lean down and whisper in her ear, “You should have listened.”

“I only listen when I want to. Sorry, not sorry.”

That right there is why I’ve gone completely crazy for you.

Party Bus

Sheridan

“Before we go inside, we need to set ground rules so there’s no fighting over who we kiss.”

Winnie has a point. It feels like we’re going to walk out and there’s going to be total chaos with women running around kissing bikers.

“There are only three of us kissing anyone. How many problems could we possibly run into? Once a man is kissed, he’s completely off-limits to the rest of the group.” Savie has knitting needles in both hands while holding a cup of champagne.

Ilia, Greer’s new housekeeper, is staring at us like we have all gone absolutely bonkers.

Probably because we have.

“Cordelia, you dated Bear, didn’t you? Maybe you should join the Kissing Pact.” Dylan grins, egging the two troublemakers on.

“I…um…” She looks down and blushes. “We’re just, um, friends.”

“Bear?” Why did I open my mouth? Because she looked so embarrassed. “How did he get that name?”

“Bear is this giant man. He looks scary, but he’s a true gentleman.” Dylan seems to have all the answers about these biker guys.

“Oh, I want to kiss the bear.” Garnet lifts her glass and giggles.

“You guys can’t just toy with Bear. He’s a thoughtful, sensitive man with a big heart and a kind soul.” Cordelia glares at Garnet.

We need a topic change before the poor bear gets into any more trouble. “So how many people are you inviting to the reception?”

“Rogue won’t give me an answer. He said something like they put out a general invite and whoever wants to come just shows up…” She wrings her fingers. “For an entire weekend. They start showing up Thursday, and everyone leaves between Monday and Tuesday.”

What? How? That’s intense.

Like massively intense. “At home they’d just do a clambake and a barbecue for the other days.”

“That’s brilliant!!!!!” Dylan jumps up. “I’m sure we could convince some of the guys to work the barbecue…we’d just need to get all the sides. If only it were a little warmer, we could make it a beach bash.”

“A few strategically placed heaters should fix that.” Savie’s needles are clicking, which means her mind is working a mile a minute.