Page 59 of Playful Kris

“I think that for the weekend, we just do what feels good. It’s like Vegas. What happens on the mountain, stays on the mountain.” Her smile spreads across her face, so proud of coming up with that one.

I kiss her nose, smiling at her. The gesture takes her off guard. When we were together, I didn’t do the sappy shit, at least not in public. We were young, I was horny, she was horny. We had sex, lots and lots of amazing sex. We went to parties, she came to my games, but we’ve never really had a lot of conversations or moments like this.

“For the weekend. Let me clarify, you’re all mine until we pull into your driveway tomorrow?”

“Yes,” she whispers, nodding her head at the same time.

The bus pulls to a stop, but I can’t seem to pull my eyes away from her. I’m suddenly less thrilled about spending the night celebrating my brother and his fiancee, and more interested in seeing what I can get away with with Kameron in our cabin tonight.

“You two ready?” Ruby asks, smiling from ear to ear as she looks down at us.

“Sure am.” Kameron stands, winking at me before grabbing Ruby’s arm and following her off the bus.

“Dude, you’re playing with fire,” my brother says, half warning but half teasing at the same time.

“And I do love fire.” I smirk, slapping a hand to his back. “You ready for tomorrow?” I ask, as we step off the bus.

He sighs, a dopey smile appears and he looks at me. “Man, I’m so damn ready to have her as my wife.”

The happiness radiates off of him, and I can’t help but worry that it’s all going to go down in flames. Just like Mom and Dad.

But, I clap him on the shoulder and smile, hiding any fears I have for my little brother because I don’t want to ruin his weekend.

We step inside, it’s a different bar than the one we were at last night. This one is more downtown. There are string lights hanging from the ceiling that drape all the way to the back of the bar to what looks like a patio. The main bar is off to my left, a dance floor stretches down the center all the way to the patio, and there are high top tables along the right side.

The girls didn’t even stop to find a table, they went straight for the dance floor and are dancing to that new song by Wallen and Post.

I grab a seat next to Kaleb, and keep my eyes on Kameron and Ruby. The bar is packed, and I don’t fucking like it one bit.

It’s obvious guys are staring at them, and they can look, even if I wish I could pull their eyes from their head for looking at what’s mine.

Mine for the weekend, that is.

We’ve not even been here for five minutes when Kameron is approached by some douche wearing full cowboy gear. It’s the type that you know is just dressing like this because he’s in Tennessee, but someone should really explain that we’re in Gatlinburg, and not on Broadway in Nashville.

A beer appears in front of me, and I take it without looking at who brought it to me and press the bottle to my lips as I watch this asshole talk to Kameron. She glances to the side, her eyes connecting with mine before she points in my direction. The douchebag follows where she is pointing before nodding his head, and disappearing into the crowd around them.

Kameron looks at me again, winking before turning her attention back to Ruby.

“You looked like you needed a beer.”

I freeze at the voice.

Looking down at the beer in my hand, it almost tastes sour now, knowing it came from my father. My brother reaches over, clinking his glass bottle to mine, jarring me from the thought.

“Thanks,” I mumble, taking another sip and letting my eyes roam over Kameron’s body.

The dress Ruby let her borrow has a slit up the side, exposing a bit of her thigh. I love it and hate it at the same time.

“I’m glad you two are here,” our father says.

“Where else would we be, Dad?” I ask, as sarcastic as I possibly can.

I glance at him but don’t see Lauren anywhere in sight, which can’t be good.

“I’ve been meaning to talk to you both,” he says, ignoring my words.

I grunt, but my brother shoots me a glare, reminding me that this is his weekend and I’m supposed to behave. However, he was supposed to keep our parents away from me, so really I guess we’re both failing.

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