Page 13 of Break: Vol. 2

I laughed. “I’ll drink to that.”

“I was hoping you’d say that, sweetcheeks.” Taylor rushed me and lifted me up, tossing me over his shoulder. I laughed and slapped his back. An older woman in fine heels and a skirt suit fit for tea with the queen strode by and cast us all a scathing look.

“Let me down,” I hissed.

“Or what?” Taylor asked, chuckling. “I find I like the view here.”

My cheeks flamed red as his hand found my ass under my skirt.

Cody walloped him on the back of the head. “Not in public, you ass,” he snapped.

Taylor chuckled once more and finally—blessedly—put me down. “Alright, alright. Let’s go get something to eat.”

“I know what I’d like to eat,” Darren said lowly.

I glanced over at him in warning, but with another incorrigible wink my way, he jogged past us.

Chapter 7

Two margaritas. A loose screwdriver. And a regretful Bloody Mary later…

“Who says a girl can’t shoot pool?” I said as I leaned over and tapped the end of my cue stick against one of the striped balls lining the green felt.

“Sweetheart,” Darren said, “youprove that a girl can’t shoot pool. At least, notmygirl—other girls, yes. You, not so much.”

“That’s sexist,” I snapped.

Dare shook his head. “Sweetheart, I’m not a sexist—I’m a Jamie-ist. Besides, that was my ball.”

“Oh.” I stood up and looked down at the table. “It was? Are you sure?”

Taylor snorted back his laughter as a waitress came by and handed him another beer. “I’m sure,” Darren said.

“Maybe you should try to teach her darts again,” Taylor offered helpfully.

Cody—just coming back from the bathroom—paused at that suggestion and visibly shuddered.

“Hey!” I said, “I wasn’t that bad.”

“You’re banned,” Darren and Cody announced. They looked at each other almost as soon as they had finished speaking in sync. After a brief pause, they nodded as if that was the end of that. But I was eyeballing that dartboard now. I knew I could prove that I wasn’t as bad as they claimed if I just got my hands on a few of those little red darts with the feathers on the end. Those were the fancy ones. I just bet that if I had those, I would be alright.

“She’s looking at it,” Taylor warned.

I turned an outraged glare on him. How dare he tell them! I hadn’t even gotten a chance. I narrowed my eyes. “You’re not getting blowjobs for the entire week,” I announced.

Taylor laughed. “That’s alright, cupcake,” he replied. “I like your pussy much better.”

“How much have you two had to drink?” Cody asked.

Taylor and I exchanged a glance. “Too much?” I replied.

“Not enough,” he said at the same time.

“Okay, maybe it’s time for dinner,” Cody said, taking my pool stick from me.

“It’s already dark out,” I said, pointing towards the long row of windows on the other side of the Rogue Lounge Bar we had found several hours before. “Hey, has anyone heard from Dex? Didn’t he say he’d call?”

“No, but I’ll text him and see where he’s at,” Darren announced.

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