One More Ride (Night Riders Motorcycle Club Book 3) by Kathryn Thomas
Authors: Kathryn Thomas
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been dropped, Lauren cut her mother off at the pass.
“Alone with your wine?” Lauren challenged. “Who’s there with you?”
Sighing happily, Quinn held her daughter in suspense for several seconds before ripping the curtain away.
“Derek,” she murmured. “I think I might have mentioned him.”
“Yeah. You said he was your yoga instructor.”
“He is,” Quinn continued. “And take it from me. All those… positions are coming in quite handy.”
Lauren’s jaw dropped in amazement as she quickly connected the dots in her mind. “Mother! You said he was like my age.”
“He’s twenty-six, Lauren. Worlds away from twenty-two.”
She wasn’t sure about that, and the thought of her mother writhing around in bed with some young man striking the downward facing dog between her legs initially made Lauren shudder. A woman of Quinn’s age shouldn’t act like that. At least not with a man of Derek’s age. She started to challenge the revealed relationship when she caught Blake out of the corner of her eye. Gripping the neck of a bottle of beer, he returned her gaze with a sharp wink and a bright smile. Returning his grin, Lauren felt her body buzz at the sight of him.
Your man, your choice.
Turning her attention back to the call, Lauren tapped her fingers to a nearby table and nodded her head.
“Are you happy, Mom?” Lauren asked.
“Ecstatic is more like it,” Quinn said. “Sort of like you.”
As they agreed in silence, Callie poked her head in the room and beckoned Lauren forward with a wave of her hand.
“Hurry up!” she insisted. “Party won’t keep all night.”
“One sec.”
Callie’s heels clicked against the concrete as she sashayed back to the club in a leopard print skirt and gold halter top, making no effort to conceal her curves as she started to gather the group together for the purpose of the party.
“Stay ecstatic, Mom,” Lauren said. “I know for a fact that it’s the very best place to be.”
“Wait three months,” Quinn teased. “You’ll be happier still.”
Lauren threw her head back with a laugh and ran her fingers through her loose air.
“I’ll see you then.” Lauren promised. “And feel free to bring Derek along for the ride.”
“I will,” Quinn says. “And who knows? Maybe he and your boy will hit it off.”
As Lauren ended the call, she wasn’t completely on board with that. Any man that stretched and contorted in tight pants for a living would most definitely not be his cup of tea. But Lauren knew with utter certainty that he would put up a brave front if it made her happy.
Riding the wave of this blissful thought, she stepped into the thick of the party just getting underway. Lauren was barely at his side when Blake wrapped her in his arms and held her close.
“All good with your mom?”
“A bit of a surprise,” Lauren confessed. “But yes. She’s happy.”
“She’s not the only one.”
He lightly kissed the top of her head as his hands ran down her back. Callie quickly clapped hands and brought the room to a hush in less than an instant. “Okay, boys and girls. A lot has changed this past year. And more than just the scenery. New digs. New threads.”
She proudly modeled her sexy ensemble and basked in the good-natured catcalls emanating from the Night Riders.
“Pipe down,” she said as she nodded her head in proud agreement. “But this night isn’t all about me. And I think that Paul here has something to stay.”
Callie waved him to the center of the room, and he stepped forward with Grace’s hand in his. With her golden brown hair tied over her head in a soft bun and some color in her cheeks, a little more meat on her bones, Grace looked healthy. When she held Paul’s hand tighter and gazed into his eyes, she looked overjoyed, all the bad memories fading into her past to never torment her
“Alone with your wine?” Lauren challenged. “Who’s there with you?”
Sighing happily, Quinn held her daughter in suspense for several seconds before ripping the curtain away.
“Derek,” she murmured. “I think I might have mentioned him.”
“Yeah. You said he was your yoga instructor.”
“He is,” Quinn continued. “And take it from me. All those… positions are coming in quite handy.”
Lauren’s jaw dropped in amazement as she quickly connected the dots in her mind. “Mother! You said he was like my age.”
“He’s twenty-six, Lauren. Worlds away from twenty-two.”
She wasn’t sure about that, and the thought of her mother writhing around in bed with some young man striking the downward facing dog between her legs initially made Lauren shudder. A woman of Quinn’s age shouldn’t act like that. At least not with a man of Derek’s age. She started to challenge the revealed relationship when she caught Blake out of the corner of her eye. Gripping the neck of a bottle of beer, he returned her gaze with a sharp wink and a bright smile. Returning his grin, Lauren felt her body buzz at the sight of him.
Your man, your choice.
Turning her attention back to the call, Lauren tapped her fingers to a nearby table and nodded her head.
“Are you happy, Mom?” Lauren asked.
“Ecstatic is more like it,” Quinn said. “Sort of like you.”
As they agreed in silence, Callie poked her head in the room and beckoned Lauren forward with a wave of her hand.
“Hurry up!” she insisted. “Party won’t keep all night.”
“One sec.”
Callie’s heels clicked against the concrete as she sashayed back to the club in a leopard print skirt and gold halter top, making no effort to conceal her curves as she started to gather the group together for the purpose of the party.
“Stay ecstatic, Mom,” Lauren said. “I know for a fact that it’s the very best place to be.”
“Wait three months,” Quinn teased. “You’ll be happier still.”
Lauren threw her head back with a laugh and ran her fingers through her loose air.
“I’ll see you then.” Lauren promised. “And feel free to bring Derek along for the ride.”
“I will,” Quinn says. “And who knows? Maybe he and your boy will hit it off.”
As Lauren ended the call, she wasn’t completely on board with that. Any man that stretched and contorted in tight pants for a living would most definitely not be his cup of tea. But Lauren knew with utter certainty that he would put up a brave front if it made her happy.
Riding the wave of this blissful thought, she stepped into the thick of the party just getting underway. Lauren was barely at his side when Blake wrapped her in his arms and held her close.
“All good with your mom?”
“A bit of a surprise,” Lauren confessed. “But yes. She’s happy.”
“She’s not the only one.”
He lightly kissed the top of her head as his hands ran down her back. Callie quickly clapped hands and brought the room to a hush in less than an instant. “Okay, boys and girls. A lot has changed this past year. And more than just the scenery. New digs. New threads.”
She proudly modeled her sexy ensemble and basked in the good-natured catcalls emanating from the Night Riders.
“Pipe down,” she said as she nodded her head in proud agreement. “But this night isn’t all about me. And I think that Paul here has something to stay.”
Callie waved him to the center of the room, and he stepped forward with Grace’s hand in his. With her golden brown hair tied over her head in a soft bun and some color in her cheeks, a little more meat on her bones, Grace looked healthy. When she held Paul’s hand tighter and gazed into his eyes, she looked overjoyed, all the bad memories fading into her past to never torment her
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