Page 132 of Ride the Sky

“It’s been going around,” Dakota adds. “Where have you been?”

“I know where she’s been.” Reese’s smile is sly. “Wyatt.”

I scoff, even as my heart trips several beats. “I need a man like I need a hole in the head.”

More drinks are delivered.

Dakota’s gaze lands on the pool table. “What about Tripp?”

I choke on my drink. “What about Tripp?”

“He’s loved you since forever,” Dakota says.

“Yeah, but he’s not—” I stop myself.

Stop myself from saying,Wyatt.

“My type,” I finish, ignoring Dakota’s raised brow. “Face it, he’s about as interesting as a doorknob.”

Dakota sips her white wine. “So you’re saying you need someone more…wild. Reckless.”

I glare at my big sister. “I know what you’re doin’, Koty.” These women and whiskey—truth serum.

“Your cheeks are pink.”

“So?”

“So, that means you’re a liar.”

Riveted, Ruby leans forward to suck her drink, her eyes on us. “You’re Wyatt’s—”

“Wife,” I finish before she can say it. “On paper.”

Reese smirks. “What else have you been doing?”

I scowl. “When did this turn into kiss-and-tell hour?”

Reese laughs.

Dakota gasps. “You kissed him?”

I examine my bare ring finger, remembering the gold bands I made Wyatt get rid of. “It’s just a kiss.”

“A kiss is never just a kiss,” Ruby breathes. “Not with a cowboy.”

They stare at me expectantly, waiting for me to go on. Fuck. I hate this. The softening of my heart, my shell. But maybe it’s not so bad. Maybe for only those who matter.

“We’re sleeping together,” I admit finally.

Ruby’s grin, and the following squeal, is a flash of victory. Dakota and Reese exchange smug looks.

“Don’t get so excited,” I say with a roll of my eyes. “It’s just sex.”

“Is it?” Reese tries to smother a smile. “Sex with your husband sounds a lot like a relationship.”

I smack her in the shoulder. “Shut up.” Seeing her drink empty, I hand her the rest of my whiskey. “Here. Have mine.”

“What’s it like living with Wyatt?” Ruby asks.

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