“A girl could get used to this between her legs,” I whisper in Chance’s ear. He responds by reaching behind him and running his left hand up my calf.
“Hands off.” I slap him on the arm.
“Then don’t give a guy ideas, especially not when you’re commando on my ride.”
And with that, we are off.
I have to admit the ride is thrilling. And it’s not just the bike. It’s more the combination of everything: we are both dressed up, I’m straddling a beast of a machine, and I’ve got a tight hold on a really nicely built guy. I may find him to be distasteful on the inside, but that doesn’t mean I can’t appreciate what he’s got on the outside.
It doesn’t take us long to arrive at the venue. He parks instead of using the valet.
“Can’t you valet a motorcycle?” I ask as he helps me off the bike.
“Not really, and you can usually park close enough that it doesn’t matter. But more importantly, I didn’t need all the valet boys seeing the goods of the girl on the back of my ride.”
“Good point.” I open my clutch to check my hair and makeup in the little built-in mirror, surprised to see that everything is still intact.
“SatisfiedMs. I’m-Not-High-Maintenance?”
I glare at him in response.
“Relax Ice Q, you look beautiful,” he says. I smile at him, grateful for the compliment.
“I’m going to get whiplash watching your moods flit back and forth. Make up your mind. Mad? Not mad?”
I roll my eyes at him and walk ahead into the hotel.
“I guess you’re going with mad at me,” he mutters from behind me.
We find Ethan and Lexie in line at one of the bars.
“Have you seen them yet?” I ask Lexie.
“More like have they seen us.” She shakes her head. “And the answer is no.”
“Good to know.”
Ethan is almost at the front of the line to the bar, when he turns to Lexie and says, “The happy couple is in that far corner there.” He points out their location. “Why don’t you ladies go surprise Kat-alicious and the man. Bauer and I’ll be right behind you with the drinks.”
“Ok!” Lexie bounces in place with excitement. “I want—”
“Champagne,” Ethan affirms.
“How’d you know?” Lexie smiles.
“It’s my job to know what the apple of my eye desires,” he says.
I touch Chance on the arm. “Can you get me a martini? Dirty. Please.”
“Coming right up, Ice Q.”
“Why do you call her that?” Ethan asks him.
“And that’s our cue to leave,” Lexie says, pulling me alongside her.
Brad sees us approaching before Kat does, and turns her to face him. When we reach them, he turns her back around just in time for us to yell surprise.
She looks good, really good. I tell her so. Her dress is sexy as hell and she’s wearing a wig that makes her look dangerous yet alluring. We exchange hugs and tell her that we are here to support her on her first big night out since going back into treatment. Because she doesn’t need to know yet that we are here because Brad plans to propose.