Page 116 of Menace in Vegas

Jake’s wheezing so hard he might need CPR.

Cole is doubled over, leaning against the wall like his lungs gave out.

And Daltyn is full-on losing it. “Bro,” he chokes out, tears in his eyes. “You cannot drive that.”

I glare at him so hard I hope it physically hurts.

Allie just squeezes my hand tighter. “Of course you have to drive it,” she says sweetly. “It’s our honeymoon, after all.”

Harper’s wiping away tears of laughter. “You look great in pink, Byrns.”

Allie flashes me a grin that says she knows she’s already won everything. “Aren’t you going to open the door for me, husband?”

Goddamn it.

With a sigh from the deepest pit of my soul, I grab the handle and open the door like I’m helping royalty into a hot pink hearse.

I justknowGram is somewhere nearby, laughing her bedazzled ass off.

Allie climbs in like it’s a chariot and not the vehicular equivalent of a glitter bomb.

Once she’s settled, she looks at me with that sparkle in her eye and says the words that end my entire existence.“Let’s roll, Daddy.”

I still, shock rolling through me.

Then she taps the dash. “Meet Priscilla, Queen of the Honeymoon.”

I blink.“You named this one too?”

She grins, smug as hell.“Of course I did. Wanda would’ve wanted her legacy to live on.”

Jesus Christ.

The gangimplodes.

Daltyn collapses.Actuallyfalls to the pavement.

Jake’s making dolphin noises.

Ford shakes his head like I’ve just let the entire male population down, but even that broody bastard is grinning.

Meanwhile, my dignity’s gone.

Not only is the car blasting “Pink Cadillac” at full volume, but my dick is as hard as a rock because my wife just called me“Daddy”in public.

This is my life now.

Sighing, I slide into the pink nightmare beside her.

The seat is too low. The steering wheel’s too big. The color offends my entire soul.

Allie’s smug as ever, sipping the iced coffee Harper handed her like she’s not single-handedly destroying me with every blink of her eyes.

Her foot taps to the beat. She hums along. She vibrates with evil.

Then she looks over, bites her lip, and murmurs, “You look good in pink, baby.”

I turn my head slowly.

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