Page 23 of Property of Yak

He sucker punches me, making me groan, but a smile is on my face. He could have hit me harder and in worse places.

“I knew you loved me,” I choke out as he starts driving.

“I have no idea how you made it this long. Your mouth is going to get you into a lot of trouble.”

I snort. “It gets me out of trouble too. Want a demonstration?”

He shakes his head but doesn’t say another word.

It’s fine with me. I need to get my head back in the game.

Aragon is slimy as fuck. I can’t give him a reason to question me.

I really do owe Sap one.

CHAPTER

SIX

Julie

I shouldn’t be here.

It’s the first thought that hits me as soon as Liz turns off the car. Music blasts, and I swear you can see the porch moving.

I watch as a woman sits on a man’s lap in a little skirt and tube top while the woman across from her is wearing a swimsuit top in the dead of winter. One of the men pulls the girl in the swimsuit top into his lap. She places a shot between her breasts, and he takes it with no hesitation. When he’s finished, he moves her top to the side, letting her boob hang out in the cold winter air.

Good lord. What have I gotten myself into? I think as I jerk my eyes away.

I look down at what I’m wearing and wince. I look like a nun in comparison to those girls. I’ve got on jeans with cute boots and a sweater that hangs off my shoulder. I look like I’m going out to dinner, not a biker party.

“Damn, get it,” Liz whistles under her breath.

I follow her line of sight and see a guy in a leather jacket has a woman bent over the porch railing, taking her from behind as people around them watch.

I wince, turning away from the sight.

This is nothing like the high school or college parties I went to. Then again, I knew that before we even made it to the clubhouse. We’re in the middle of a farm for crying out loud.

I shouldn’t be here. I mean, if my savior wanted me to know who he was, he would have told me, right? This is stupid. We should just go home.

“Maybe we shouldn’t have come,” I tell Liz quietly.

Turning toward me, she rolls her eyes. “Don’t back out now. It’s going to be fine. Now come on, let’s go find your mystery man.”

Before I can respond, she jumps out of the car. When she gets to the front of the car, she turns toward me and raises a brow, silently challenging me.

Reluctantly, I get out of the car, and when I get close enough, she links her arm through mine.

“This is going to be awesome.”

“I’m glad one of us thinks so,” I mutter under my breath.

As we head up the steps, I feel eyes on us, but I keep mine locked on the door. The last thing I want is to get someone’s attention.

“What does your boyfriend think about you coming to this?” I yell.

Liz tips her head back and laughs before she turns toward me with an evil smile on her face.