Page 91 of Jolt's Vengeance

But how do I tell my parents that?

How do I explain that I'd rather have alone time with the man who's quickly becoming my everything?

A prospect, no less.

God, I know my da is going to be thrilled at that.

I take a deep breath, calming myself for the conversations to come.

Whatever happens, I know one thing for certain: these next two weeks are going to be anything but boring.

I slip out of the SUV, stretching my legs as Jolt emerges from the house.

His dark green eyes lock onto mine, a mischievous glint dancing in them.

"Ready to cut loose, darlin'?" he asks, his voice a low rumble that sends shivers down my spine.

I nod, feeling a surge of excitement. "Absolutely. Let's head down to the clubhouse. I could use a damn drink."

He chuckles. “As could I.”

As we start walking, my phone vibrates in my pocket. I fish it out, seeing a text from Mum:

Where are you, love?

I can practically hear her thick accent through the screen.

It’s much worse than mine.

I remember my childhood friends not being able to understand a lick of what she was saying growing up.

My fingers fly over the keys as I reply:

Walking to the clubhouse now. See you in a minute.

Jolt's arm snakes around my waist as we walk, his warmth a comforting presence against the cool Montana air.

Sienna trails behind us, still looking a bit groggy.

I call over my shoulder, unable to keep the teasing note out of my voice. "You okay back there, Sleeping Beauty?"

She mumbles something that sounds suspiciously like "Fuck off," making me laugh.

As we approach the clubhouse, my heart starts to race.

It's been a few months since I've been home, since I've seen my family.

Will they notice the changes in me?

Will they approve of Jolt?

I sure fucking hope so.

Suddenly, the clubhouse door flies open with a bang.

Mum comes charging out like a force of nature, her face a mix of joy and worry.

"Aggie!" she cries, her arms opening wide.

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