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For Lola, I would do anything to make her life better.

Hell…all four of us would climb the highest mountain for her.

Chapter 21

LOLA

The soup had been a good idea, while it didn’t cure Ben’s flu, it did give him enough energy to go take a refreshing shower before heading back to bed. Once he was under the covers, I sat down on the side of the bed, and reached for his hand.

“Are you leaving me already?” he asked with a smug but tired grin.

“I have to. But it’s the weekend soon, and after tonight’s show, I’ll come back here to keep you and the guys company. Does that sound good?”

“Sounds perfect. I hope you still enjoy the show tonight, even without me dancing.”

I smiled and squeezed his hand gently. “I will enjoy it, but I’ll miss your face up on stage. Get some sleep, okay? And if you need anything, call me.” I leaned in to kiss his forehead, then I got up and filled the empty glass on his nightstand with more water. “I’ll see you later.”

“Alright. Thank you, sweetheart.”

I gave him one more warm smile before leaving his bedroom and heading toward the front door where Watson was waiting. “He alright?”

“Yes. The cool shower was a good idea. I told him I’ll come back tonight after the show if that’s okay.”

“Yeah, of course. Come on now. I don’t want you to be late for work.”

Once we reached the parking lot, I followed Watson to his car. He opened the door for me, and I smiled up at him to thank him. Once we were both inside, I looked around and took in the beauty of his old timer.

“I like this car. It’s a Mustang, right?”

Watson looked at me with surprise on his face, then he started to grin. “You know your cars, huh? Yes, it’s a Mustang. It’s my baby.”

“Do all of you guys have cars like this, or just you?” I noticed that I never heard them talk about their cars. Not that I wanted them to. I wasn’t that interested in cars, but I enjoyed old timers like this one.

“We all have rather old models, besides Leo. He has a Range Rover. You know, one of those large ones with tinted windows. Kline and Ben both drive Ford Roadsters.” He looked over at me and placed his right hand on my thigh. “Kline also has a Harley in the garage, and mine is currently being worked on. Do you like motorcycles?”

Yes. Those I did like.

“I love motorcycles. I was obsessed with Sons of Anarchy for years, and to be honest with you, I’m still waiting for the day Jax Teller drives up to me on his Harley to take me far away from here.”

He laughed and squeezed my thigh gently. “Thank fuck he’s not real. I wouldn’t let him take you. But I get it. That show was great.”

“We should watch it together sometime. Unless you can’t handle me drooling over Jax for seven long seasons.”

Watson pursed his lips while his eyes stayed on the road ahead. “Might not be easy, but if you want to rewatch the series with us, we can. I’m sure the guys would like that too. That way we have an excuse to have you over every night to watch an episode or two.”

I laughed softly and placed my hand on his. “Sounds fun to me. Oh, you can take a left right there. I work in that blue building over there.”

He took a turn and then parked the car in one of the parking spots in front of my office building. He looked up at it, studying the blue walls before his eyes met mine. “Are you alone in that office today?”

“I’m alone most days, unless there are companies who rented one of the rooms. I’d love to show you the office, but I have to make some phone calls, and at two p.m., there’s a group coming.”

“It’s fine. Another time. I’m glad I got to see you before tonight.”

I unbuckled my seatbelt and turned more toward him with a smile. I reached out my hand and placed it on his shoulder, brushing my thumb along his exposed skin on his neck. “Me too. I’m excited for tonight. Thanks for the ride.”

“Of course.” He studied me with a small grin on his lips, and after a moment of intense eye contact, he unbuckled his seatbelt. He leaned in, with both his hands cupping my face, and kissing me like he desperately needed to.

His lips moved gently against mine before his tongue slid across my bottom lip, making me open my mouth enough for him to slide his tongue inside.

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