Page 44 of Love Shots

“Oh, I know I’m funny.”

A tickling assault followed as his fingers took advantage of their newfound knowledge of her most sensitive spots. “Really? Who’s funny now, doll?”

“No!” Summer laughed, shrieked, and struggled to get away. “Stop it! No fair!” His hands continued their onslaught while he was unable to keep his own laughter at bay. “Oh my God, Teddy! Stop it! You’re making a scene!”

“Guys.” Ace’s commanding tone gave Teddy’s fingers a momentary pause. “Hate to break up the fun, but it’s time for the speeches.”

Summer jumped out of his reach, victory written all over her pretty little face as she pointed in his direction. “Ha!”

Ace looked between the two of them and chuckled under his breath. “You two are ridiculous. Come on, back to your seats.”

They both complied, trying their hardest to keep a straight face as they playfully smacked each other’s asses on the way back to their table.

As he settled into his own seat, he watched as Summer sat down before quickly jumping back up. “What’s up?”

“Shit. The gift I got for Ivy ... it’s back at my apartment.”

“So? We’ll drop it off tomorrow.” He reached for her hand to steady her.

“No, they’re going on their honeymoon tomorrow. I should go get it.”

Was she serious? “Doll, it’ll keep. Sit back down; we’ll give it to her when they get back.”

“No, I’m gonna go get it.” Summer grabbed her keys from her purse and laid it back down on the table, “I’ll be quick. Fifteen-twenty minutes tops.”

“Wait”—he stood—“I’ll go with you.”

“Don’t be silly. You’re giving a speech, remember?” She stretched up to kiss his cheek. “I’ll be back before you know it. I promise.”

After snaring her lips and giving her a good reason to hurry back to him, he begrudgingly let her go. A funny feeling settled in his stomach as she walked away. It had to be the steak he’d eaten earlier. Right?

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Summer parked a few doors down from Mickey’s. The town was eerily quiet. Although she suspected shutting the only bar in Bluestone down for the day probably had something to do with that.

Despite enjoying a warm spring day, now the sun had set, the cool night air forced her to hug her frame as she quickened her pace.

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