Page 46 of Wild Card
“Knock it off. Lonely single guy right here.”
Hunter pulled back, raising an eyebrow. “So lonely you were hooking it up with some bad boy in Riverton.”
“Well, why do you think that happened?” I said with a glower. “Obviously, I’m getting desperate.”
“Aw,” Clark said. “My nana could find you someone.”
“Your nana?”
“Iola is a riot,” Wes said. “She runs a matchmaking service. She tried to set up me and Beckett.”
“What do you mean, tried? You’re married, right?”
They were stepbrothers first, so it had been a little bit of a shock to the town when they got hitched, but considering they’d gotten drunk married in Vegas, I couldn’t see what Iola had to do with it.
“Well, she didn’t set us up with each other because she didn’t know we were into guys.” Wes took a swallow of his beer. “She set up Beck with an ex before anyone knew we were together. But obviously, Beck wanted me more because I’m awesome.”
“Obviously,” Beckett said with an eye roll, but he couldn’t hide his smile.
“You could sign up,” Clark said. “They need more applicants.”
I chuckled. “Yeah, I don’t think blind dates are a good idea. I’m a sheriff’s deputy. I can’t just go out with anyone. What if she hooks me up with someone sketchy?”
“You mean like the dude you’re doing on the DL?” Clark asked, raising an eyebrow.
Oh, the cute geek was a little spicier than I expected. I swiped Hunter’s beer and took a long drink. “I’m not doing anyone on the DL. I just slipped. Once. Won’t happen again.”
“Famous last words,” Wes said.
Beck smirked knowingly. “I remember saying a few words like that once upon a time.”
“Yup, and then I showed you what you’d be missing.” Wes waggled his eyebrows, playing the goof.
But I saw the connection between them.Thatwas what was missing from the sex-cations. Really knowing a guy and having him know you.
Being comfortable, accepted.
Loved.
I’d never had that before. Honestly, I hadn’t even known I’d wanted it until I started hanging around Hunter and Clark and their coupled-up friends.
Seeing how open and loving they were, just like any straight couple in town, had made me want something more than quick hookups.
Maybe Ishouldagree to the matchmaking, but there was just one problem.
I couldn’t get Axel out of my head.
CHAPTER 13
Axel
“Where the fuck are they…”I muttered as I scanned my phone for the third time, reviewing the inventory log.
Jack Milner had called looking for a set of rims for his Ram 2500, and I’d told him we could help. But my inventory log was coming up blank.
I shouldn’t have spoken without double-checking, but damn it, Iknewthat truck and its parts were here somewhere.
I exited the inventory log and started toward the front gate. Banshee trotted at my heels. She’d bounced back from her dognapping adventure better than expected, but she still stuck close.
