Page 95 of Bad for You

It was also close to Cassy and Cal’s ranch, which meant Lila and Eves had been doing a lot of riding.

Lila had been worried about being so close to her parents, but so far we hadn’t had any trouble. She’d only contacted them once more since we’d been together, to get her horse back. The fuckers had sold her and my Bambi had been heartbroken.

Stones walked over and thumped me on the back. “She’s a good girl,” he said, his gaze following mine. “You chose well, brother.”

I grinned at him. My good girl wasn’t always so good. Shit, just when I’d gotten my dick under control.

Stones laughed, reading my mind.

“So what’d you get her for her birthday?” He shook his head at my dirty leer. “Jesus, I hope you got your woman something more than your dick. That’s not much of a gift.”

I punched him in the arm. “Old fucker. I feel sorry for Mandy having to put up with your wrinkly old love stick.”

Stones boomed with laughter. “Asshole. And I assure you she’s not complaining.”

“Suuure,” I said, my gaze moving back to my girl. “I’m ah, giving her gift to her later, actually.” Nerves fired to life in my gut.

I glanced at Stones and he smiled wide. “It’s like that, is it? Good shit. Don’t fuck it up. Chicks never let you forget if you fuck it up.”

“Sounds like you fucked it up?” I said mildly.

Stones winced. “I might have.”

I laughed and made a mental note to ask Mandy about it later.

“There’s actually something else I wanted to talk to you about,” Stones said, looking serious all of a sudden.

“Okay,” I said carefully.

“We’ll talk inside.”

I nodded and followed him inside.

The sun had gone down and we stood back from the bonfire. Lila was leaning back against me, my arms wrapped around her, swaying to the music.

We’d eaten. Mandy had made a massive chocolate cake, and now the kids had gone home and the drinking was well and truly underway. It was a night for celebrating. Stones had offered me sergeant at arms. Caesar was moving away to be closer to his grandkids, and he wanted me to take over. I’d accepted, then I’d found my quiet corner with Lila right before the cake came out. She’d come against my mouth, twice.

Lila was still all soft and loose, relaxed.

And if I didn’t fuck up what happened next, this night would end up being goddamned perfect.

“Come with me?” I said against her ear.

She twisted to look up at me. “Where are we going?”

“Feel like some private time with my old lady.” I took her hand and led her toward the small outbuilding we used when we stayed at the clubhouse. Just like I had the first time she’d come here to a party.

I sat down on the porch and she climbed onto my lap instantly, straddling my hips and wrapping her arms around my neck.

I squeezed her ass. “You having a good time, Bambi?”

Her smile was so gorgeous, and it made my chest ache. “Yes. The girls went all out. I can’t believe they did all this for me.”

“They love you,” I said, tucking her hair behind her ear.

“I love them, too.” She shook her head. “They even got me gifts. I’ve never felt so spoiled.”

My gut gripped tight. “Speaking of gifts—” I reached for the bag I had stashed down by the couch.