save Viper a slice when the other members find out I won it. All the men tried to win it as soon as they saw it was chocolate on chocolate.”
“Would you like me to hold it for you?” Rider asked, greedily eyeing the cake.
“Over my dead body.” Winter pulled the cake closer to her. “I’m going to lock this beauty away in my office until I’m ready to go home. Want to help me, Caroline?” Winter held her hand out, and the girl took it. “I’ll keep her with me and let her play a few games if that’s all right, Willa?”
“Are you sure? She can be a handful,” Willa warned.
“I deal with The Last Riders every day. Caroline will be a breeze compared to them.” Winter moved away with Caroline obediently walking beside her. Willa wished she handled her as easily.
Winter bent to place Chrissy on her feet. Straightening, she saw both Lucky and Rider gaping at her. Glancing down, she turned bright red at seeing her top button had come loose when she had been carrying the child. When she had leaned over, she had flashed the men a generous view of her breasts.
Clutching Chrissy’s hand in one of hers, she tried to button her top with her other hand.
“Where are the other three tonight?” Lucky’s hoarse voice had her taking an involuntary step backward.
“Charlie is with his friends at one of the booths, and Leanne and Sissy are both at home. They said they were too old for school carnivals.”
“Neither volunteered to help you with their cousins?”
“You know teenagers …” Willa began to defend the two older girls.
“Yes, I do, and they’ll take advantage if you let them.” Lucky’s eyes were still pinned to her trembling fingers trying to button her blouse.
“I wanted to give them some free time.” His nerve-wracking observation of her fumbling attempts made her even clumsier.
“Exactly when was the last time you had any?” He took a step forward, brushing her hand away then fastening the button for her.
Her mind went blank as she stared into his hazel eyes. “Wh-What?”
“Free time?” This time, a small smile played on his sensuous lips.
“Oh.” Reason gradually returned when Lucky reached down, picking up Chrissy and placing her in Rider’s surprised arms.
“Keep her occupied. We’ll be back in an hour,” Lucky told Rider before taking Willa’s arm.
“Wait. I can’t just leave her with him.”
“Why not? He’ll take good care of her.” Lucky hustled her through the crowd toward one of the booths.
Willa stared down at the rubber ducks going in a circle of water, dumbfounded at Lucky planning to spend an hour with her. She had never managed to be in his presence for five minutes without feeling awkward. An hour would be torture.
Lucky handed the girl behind the table a dollar. “Pick one.” He motioned at the innocuous yellow ducks.
“Why?” Willa asked in confusion.
“For fun. Do you even know what fun is?”
“Yes, I do.” Willa pretended to be fascinated by the ducks going in a slow circle, hurt by his comment. “For your information, you being rude to me is not fun.”
She reached out, picking up one of the ducks and handing it to the girl who reached into a box and pulled out a string of brightly colored beads. Before she could take them, Lucky did then lifted them over her head, and they nestled in the cleft between her breasts. He reached out, taking the beads in his hand, his knuckles resting against the flesh of her breasts. Her breathing escalated at his intimate touch, so she tried to move away yet was held in place by the necklace until she felt it biting into the back of her neck.
Her nipples hardened as she tried to calm her breathing and pretend to be unaffected. His eyes moved to her side before returning to hers. Willa turned to see what had caught his attention and saw the biker who had been with Lucky and Rider the night she had picked Sissy up at the sheriff’s office. The stranger had two black eyes and looked frightening with
“Would you like me to hold it for you?” Rider asked, greedily eyeing the cake.
“Over my dead body.” Winter pulled the cake closer to her. “I’m going to lock this beauty away in my office until I’m ready to go home. Want to help me, Caroline?” Winter held her hand out, and the girl took it. “I’ll keep her with me and let her play a few games if that’s all right, Willa?”
“Are you sure? She can be a handful,” Willa warned.
“I deal with The Last Riders every day. Caroline will be a breeze compared to them.” Winter moved away with Caroline obediently walking beside her. Willa wished she handled her as easily.
Winter bent to place Chrissy on her feet. Straightening, she saw both Lucky and Rider gaping at her. Glancing down, she turned bright red at seeing her top button had come loose when she had been carrying the child. When she had leaned over, she had flashed the men a generous view of her breasts.
Clutching Chrissy’s hand in one of hers, she tried to button her top with her other hand.
“Where are the other three tonight?” Lucky’s hoarse voice had her taking an involuntary step backward.
“Charlie is with his friends at one of the booths, and Leanne and Sissy are both at home. They said they were too old for school carnivals.”
“Neither volunteered to help you with their cousins?”
“You know teenagers …” Willa began to defend the two older girls.
“Yes, I do, and they’ll take advantage if you let them.” Lucky’s eyes were still pinned to her trembling fingers trying to button her blouse.
“I wanted to give them some free time.” His nerve-wracking observation of her fumbling attempts made her even clumsier.
“Exactly when was the last time you had any?” He took a step forward, brushing her hand away then fastening the button for her.
Her mind went blank as she stared into his hazel eyes. “Wh-What?”
“Free time?” This time, a small smile played on his sensuous lips.
“Oh.” Reason gradually returned when Lucky reached down, picking up Chrissy and placing her in Rider’s surprised arms.
“Keep her occupied. We’ll be back in an hour,” Lucky told Rider before taking Willa’s arm.
“Wait. I can’t just leave her with him.”
“Why not? He’ll take good care of her.” Lucky hustled her through the crowd toward one of the booths.
Willa stared down at the rubber ducks going in a circle of water, dumbfounded at Lucky planning to spend an hour with her. She had never managed to be in his presence for five minutes without feeling awkward. An hour would be torture.
Lucky handed the girl behind the table a dollar. “Pick one.” He motioned at the innocuous yellow ducks.
“Why?” Willa asked in confusion.
“For fun. Do you even know what fun is?”
“Yes, I do.” Willa pretended to be fascinated by the ducks going in a slow circle, hurt by his comment. “For your information, you being rude to me is not fun.”
She reached out, picking up one of the ducks and handing it to the girl who reached into a box and pulled out a string of brightly colored beads. Before she could take them, Lucky did then lifted them over her head, and they nestled in the cleft between her breasts. He reached out, taking the beads in his hand, his knuckles resting against the flesh of her breasts. Her breathing escalated at his intimate touch, so she tried to move away yet was held in place by the necklace until she felt it biting into the back of her neck.
Her nipples hardened as she tried to calm her breathing and pretend to be unaffected. His eyes moved to her side before returning to hers. Willa turned to see what had caught his attention and saw the biker who had been with Lucky and Rider the night she had picked Sissy up at the sheriff’s office. The stranger had two black eyes and looked frightening with
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