Page 7 of Rowdy Hearts

“Boys! Car!”

“Yes, ma’am.”

We didn’t exactly fall over each other to get to the door, but we didn’t waste any more time. And we grabbed reinforcement on the way out.

“Kane! Let’s go.”

Kane “The Fed” Ness’s head snapped up, away from the two women he’d been sweet talking for the past half hour. The town was small enough that I knew the women, knew their families and the year they graduated from high school. Which was probably many more years ago than Kane probably knew. Or cared. Kane loved women. All ages, shapes, sizes and personalities.

“Uh…Huh?”

But he definitely didnothave a way with words. How the hell the guy got laid as much as he did was a mystery. Then again, Kane was six feet of sleek muscle, a panty-stealing grin and a face that shouldn’t draw women like flies. But did.

Which is how he’d landed with the Devils.

“Ladies, he’ll be back in half an hour.” I slapped Kane on the back and steered him toward the door. “Well before last call.”

The women shared a look that didn’t bode well for Kane’s chances, but I didn’t care. I’d brought Rebel because we might need the muscle. But Kane was the only one of the guys who hadn’t been drinking at all.

Kane waited until we were outside to smack me on the head.

“Jesus, Rowdy. I’ve been trying to convince Bethann and Crystal to give me a go for two fucking years, man. Why you gotta cock-block me?”

A solid two-hundred-ten pounds, Kane had some serious strength. Luckily, he’d pulled his punch, or I’d be on the floor.

“Fuck me, Kane. We open tomorrow night. You wanna give me a concussion already?”

“Aw, that was just a love tap, you wimp. But seriously, what the hell? I was about to get laid.”

“Only in your dreams.”

I rolled my eyes at Reb’s snarky comment. He never did know when to keep his mouth shut.

“Reb, when, exactly, was the last time you got laid, huh?” Kane shot back. “All the women around here know you can’t give them a good time.”

Rebel had smartly taken himself out of reach. But he couldn’t let Kane have the last word.

“Because I’ve already given them a great time, and now they’re left with you.”

“Jesus. Children.” I shook my head. “Stop your fucking bickering. Thank god we don’t have to be in the car for long. Tressy said her car’s only a mile away.”

That got their attention.

“Who the hell’s Tressy?” Kane said. “And why do we need to get her car?”

“Christ, Kane. How can you be so damn oblivious? Didn’t you see the woman stumble into the bar, like, twenty minutes ago?”

“Huh?”

I couldn’t roll my eyes hard enough. “Oh, for fuck’s sake. Just get in the goddamn car. How the fuck are you two my best options?”

“Just lucky.” Rebel said. “You’re the one who wants to be the knight in shining armor. We’re just the red shirts along for the ride.”

CHAPTER TWO

Tressy

I’d been listeningwith half an ear to the commotion around me, still trying to figure out why I felt like I’d stepped onto a movie set.

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