Page 66 of A Taste of Whiskey
“No, buddy. We’re playing paintball.”
Gus ran to Sasha. “Sugar! Why are you wearing your bathing suit?”
She scooped him up, a radiant grin blooming across her beautiful face as his little boy threw his arms around her. It had been a week and a half since that rainy evening when he and Sasha had spent all night wrapped in each other’s arms. That was the best damn night. He’d had Gus last weekend, and they’d had lunch with his father on Saturday. His father had been totally focused on Gus, and Ezra had spent that time wishing Sasha were there with them. Tina had begged out of taking Gus again Tuesday night, and Sasha had watched him while Ezra had been at church. After Gus had gone to bed, he and Sasha had made love. They’d snuck in a few private moments here and there since then and had been working together on their talk for the networking dinner while Gus played or watched television, but it wasn’t nearly enough. Ezra was greedy when it came to Sasha. He wanted more time with her alone and with Gus.
He wanted it all.
Tina was supposed to have Gus tonight, but Ezra had kept him so Gus wouldn’t miss out on playing paintball. He was dropping him off with Tina in the morning, and although he’d never wish away his time with his son, he couldn’t wait to get Sasha in his arms again.
“Damn. Look at my old lady rocking that swimsuit,” Tiny said proudly.
“I’m too busy looking at mine,” Manny said.
“My future wife is a smoke show,” Dare said.
“Not as hot as mine,” Cowboy said as he headed for Sully.
“I’m ontheirteam, and I skinny-dip!” Taz announced, and whipped off his shirt. He reached for the button on his jeans.
“Me too!” Kenny exclaimed, and started to take off his shirt.
Ezra and the other men glowered at them, but it was Tiny’s gruff voice that stopped them in their tracks. “If you boys take your pants off, it’ll be the last time you use those hands.”
“Sorry, Pres. I got a little carried away.” Taz put his shirt back on.
“Idiot.” Rebel masked the word with a cough as the girls joined them.
“Are you ladies trying to start a riot?” Doc crossed his arms, staring down his sisters.
Birdie planted a hand on her hip. “Ever heard of psyching out the other team?”
“Not when the other team includes your brothers,” Doc said gruffly.
“You’re notallour brothers,” Sasha said, carrying Gus over to Ezra with a playful look in her eyes.
Ezra ached to pull her into his arms and let everyone there know that she was his and he was damn proud of it.
“Loosen up, Doc. They’re only bathing suits,” Wynnie said.
“You’re not afraid of a little skin, are you, Doc?” Alice asked.
“We like skin,” Hyde said as he and Taz circled Bobbie.
Bobbie rolled her eyes.
“You don’t hear my man complaining.” Billie strutted over to Dare, and he tugged her into a kiss.
“See? They know how to have fun,” Birdie exclaimed.
“A’right, girls, you’ve had your fun,” Tiny said loudly. “Get your clothes on.”
Sasha set Gus on his feet, and he ran over and took Wynnie’s hand. “Wynnie, can the boys wear bathing suits next time?”
Wynnie smiled down at him. “I don’t see why not.”
Ezra turned his back to the others, whispering to Sasha, “You are absolutely gorgeous, but did you have to wear the turquoise one?”
She looked down at her barely there bikini. “What’s wrong with it?”
