Page 6 of Full Coverage (Boys of Fall)

“I can take you,” Nolan said from behind her.

Randi swung around so fast that she wobbled. He didn’t resist this time. He reached out and took her arm, keeping her upright and bringing her closer.

“I’m fine,” Randi said. But she didn’t try to shake his hold off.

“How about that dance?” he asked. He wanted a chance to talk to her, to make sure she understood that he wasn’t rejecting her because he didn’t want her.

And what universe was this anyway, wherehewas reassuring Randi Doyle that he wanted her?

“I don’t want to dance,” she told him. “I want to go home. Alone.”

“Nolan,” Jackson said, stepping forward. “We’ve got her.”

“I just…” Nolan looked down at Randi and let go of her arm. “I just want her to wake up tomorrow feeling good.”

With no regrets. Like doing body shots—and more—with him because she’d been drunk and melancholy.

“I’ll be sure she gets ibuprofen and lots of water before bed,” Annabelle said, wrapping her arm around Randi’s waist.

Yeah, ibuprofen and water, that was a much better solution than giving her whathewanted to give her before bed. And in bed. And in the middle of the night. But part of him couldn’t shake the feeling that if what she most needed was ibuprofen, then he wanted to be the one providing that too.

“Thanks,” he said, stepping back.

Annabelle and Randi turned toward the front of the barn and Jackson moved to follow, but he paused and looked at Nolan.

“Everything okay with the two of you?”

Nolan gave a humorless laugh. “Of course.” Then he said the main thing that mattered at that moment. “There’s not a two of us anyway.”

Jackson didn’t reply to that, but he clapped Nolan on the shoulder and then followed the girls out to where the cars were parked all over the grass in front of the barn.

“You look sad.”

He looked down. Lacey. With Annabelle and Jackson taking Randi home, she was alone again until Carter got there.

“Dance with me,” he said. Dancing with a beautiful woman was always a good idea. Even if she wasn’thisbeautiful woman.

As he took Lacey into his arms, his gaze went to the barn door where Randi had disappeared. It was the stupidest thing to ever cross his mind buthis womanmade him think of Randi, and the idea of her doing body shots with anyone else, ever, made him want to kill someone.

Him. A guy who had never even punched another guy. But yeah, the idea of someone else’s mouth on her body made him see red.

“Hey, ow.”

He looked down and realized he’d been squeezing Lacey’s hand tightly.

“Jesus, sorry.” He let go and shoved a hand through his hair.

“It’s okay,” she said. “You seem riled up.”

Just then something caught his eye at the front of the barn. Carter was finally here. And he looked more riled up than Nolan felt.

Nolan pulled Lacey back into his arms, unable to fight the temptation to stir the pot.

He needed something to take his mind off of Randi.

“We need to talk,” Carter told Lacey as he approached.

And the look on Carter’s face made Nolan positive that he’d be nice and distracted from Randi for the foreseeable hours.

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