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I don’t know who moves first but before she can finish her sentence we are all four wrapped around with Mable in the middle just holding each other.

“Ok, now that you’ve made us all cry,” Izzy says wiping her eyes.

“The clubs got a surprise of our own for Trip and Fee Fee.” Comp says wrapping his arms around Sunny. We follow them to the front door and outside and I nearly stumble back

“Another car?” I ask in shock.

“That was a last minute add on from the club. One of Greases' own projects. We figured you need an upgrade anyway.” Swift smiles at me.

An upgrade is right, if I’m right that’s an older model ford mustang and its pure sin. I freaking love it!

“I got my own bike?” Trip asks in amazement and disbelief.

“Well we figured unless we want to add a side car, not happening pet,” Loki stops mid sentence to cut Halle off who is now grabbing the knife from her side, Loki places his hand over hers to stop her before continuing, “Figured you might want to ride with the club some and not be stuck feeling like a third wheel.”

“Did Loki just crack anormaljoke?” Grease stage whispers then takes a step behind hitter when Loki shoots him a glare.

In this moment I realize just how much I almost lost. I almost gave up this loving if somewhat unique family. I almost took it from the little girl who deserves it most.

Never. Again.

Chapter Thirty-Two

Rodeo

Its been a couple months now since the incident and it feels like we can all finally fucking breath. I’m back at the bar, supervising instead of dancing on the bar. Don't worry I still coordinate the moves but let's just say I only perform for two very special people now.

Speaking of, I smile and make my way toward them when I notice they are at the bar. They must have walked in when I was in the back grabbing another case of Triple Twist. Its from a brewery up north called Spirit of Hops Brewstillery. Never heard of the place until they expanded with a bar on one side of the parking lot. Volt and Drift found the small diamond on one of their rides.

They loved the stuff so much they gave me the name and contact. I ordered a bit of everything and let me just tell you, they were all fucking amazing. The fellas that own the place are cool too, Kendrick was fun and outspoken while his business partner reminded me a lot of Comp with the brooding.

“Hey babe, Honeybee, when did you two get here?” I ask, gabbing Trip’s shoulder and leaning down to place a small kiss on Opheila’s.

“Just a minute ago. Decided we would come by and see if you wanted to join us for dinner.” Ophelia says smiling at me.

“Yeah, let me grab my keys and wallet from the office. We can get out of here before the show starts.” I growl out just thinking of Ophelia seeing all these fucking dancing around in chaps and bare chested. She has her hands full enough with me and Trip and that will always be enough.

“Actually, I need to hit the head before we get going.” Trip says before turning and heading to the back hall that has the restrooms. I watch him grab something from behind the bar but I’m in way too much of a hurry to get Ophelia out of here to care.

“Come on Honeybee, let's run to the office real quick. We’ll meet Trip back at the bar.” I pull her with me to the office. Not being able to help it I lean down and give her a good kiss, but like always that leads to more until we are damn near dry humping and tearing our clothes off.

“Fuck, come on Fee Fee. We’ll get dinner and then head home to finish what we just started. Is Mable with Becky and the kids?” I ask and she nods as I grab my shit, her hand, and then head back to the front.

“Yeah, Becky, Piper, and Izzy, wanted to take them to the movies to see the new Disney cartoon that just came out.” She tells me.

“Rome go with them?” I ask smirking and already knowing the answer. She laughs before replying.

“Yeah, he told them ‘aint no way in hell the women would be left in a dark room full of strangers,’

We both chuckle at that boys antics but I wouldn't change him for anything on this earth.

“Trip should be finished and waiti….” I cut off when we enter the bar room and I see the show has already started with all the guys dancing and gyrating. What has me stopping in my tracks though is one certain Cowboy on the stage with a white cowboy hat he’s tipping down then flipping back up, oh and also the “Property of Rodeo” chaps he’s donning.

I am struck dumb for a minute at the scene not being able to handle what I’m seeing. This has to be one of the fucking hottest things Ive ever seen. I understand Halle’s insistence on sneaking in here every chance her and the women get too. Trip looks up and smirks at me and Fee knowing damn well what he’s doing. Still the fucker keeps dancing. Then I take a look at the patrons of the bar.

“Not fair! How come Trip gets to be up there but I don't get to try it?” Ophelia says. Over my dead body.

“Look at the bar Honeybee. You see all the stares he's getting, all the eyes on him?” I ask. Her growl is answer enough. Yeah, now she's getting it.

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