Page 104 of Little Bits of Daddy (Montana Daddies)

Then her mouth dropped open.

Those dirty, rotten liars.

A strobe light had started moving through the large room below them. And every thirty seconds or so, it lit up a dark corner.

A dark corner where a bunch of men sat, watching the dance floor.

“Are all of them here?” Sunny asked with a frown.

“Not sure. I saw Reyes and Jason. Those liars. We should go tell Jewel so she can kick their asses.”

“No, wait. They’re not going to leave.” Sunny grabbed hold of Livvy. “And I think we were crazy to believe they wouldn’t be here. Let’s just pretend we never saw them and go have some fun.”

A few hours later,Sunny stumbled as they headed to the limo that Millie had hired for the night.

“Whoa,” Jewel said, wrapping an arm around her. “Girl, you are going to regret those cocktails in a few hours.”

“I had the best time!” Sunny cried as they reached the limo. “You guys are the bestest. The best of the best. You’re the unicorns of the animal kingdom. I loves you all.”

Dahlia giggled. “Is she always like this when she’s drunk?”

“I’m not sure I’ve ever seen her even drink,” Betsy said.

“We’ve got to head home,” Emme said with a pout. “Have fun on the ride home, girls!” She linked her arm through Dahlia’s as they headed to their car, a few guards moving with them.

One of the other guards opened the limo door, helping them all in before he climbed in the front with the driver, giving them some privacy in the back.

“Our men are lying liars, though,” Sunny told them, staring up at the ceiling of the limo.

Hmm. Was that a sunroof? That gave her an idea . . .

“What do you mean?” Tabby asked.

“They were there,” Livvy explained.

“What?” Jewel stared over at Livvy. “Who was there?”

“Most of the guys, I think,” Livvy replied. “Well, I didn’t see Markovich, Spike, or Sav. Sav is at home looking after the boys, though.”

“Reverend Pat and Mr. and Mrs. Spain are staying,” Millie said. “Spike will be with them.”

“I want to put my head out the window,” Sunny told them suddenly.

Betsy sat up straight. “What? Do you need to puke?”

“Here, puke in this!” Millie held out her dinosaur bag.

Sunny welled up, tears dripping down her face.

“What is it? What’s wrong?” Jewel asked.

“Millie’s willing to let me puke in her dinosaur bag! You guys are just the bestest.”

“Wait, so you’re not going to throw up?” Betsy asked.

Sunny sniffled. “Nope. Well, not yet, anyway. I want to lean out the hole in the roof.” She pointed up.

They all glanced up and Jewel laughed. “The sunroof?”

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