Page 86 of Mountain Daddy (Mountain Men #2)

Luther

I make it halfway through the beer Kendra brought me before I need to get up.

Sitting forward, I turn my head toward Kendra. “I’ll be right back,” I tell her quietly.

She nods. “’Kay.”

I want to touch her so fucking bad.

Even just a squeeze of her knee.

But I control myself and keep my hands to myself as I stand.

Wanting to use my own bathroom, I cross the great room and head up the stairs.

I internally berate myself with each step, not believing how badly I messed up by calling Kendra Baby .

I could feel Ashley’s narrowed gaze on the side of my face the whole time but pretended not to notice.

I don’t use pet names. Not ever. So her friends might not have thought too much about it, but Ashley would know better.

Shaking my head, I round the top of the stairs and notice my bedroom doors are closed.

I don’t remember closing them.

My face scrunches at the thought of someone sneaking up here to fool around, but when I swing the doors open, I find the room empty.

No one?—

My gaze snags on something red.

I cross the room and stop beside my bed. And I grin down at the red thong sitting on top of my pillow.

Kendra must’ve snuck up and left it here when the party was still outside.

Setting my beer on my nightstand, I pick up the thong and hang it off one finger as I take a photo for my Brat.

Then I slide the panties into my pocket.