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Chapter Eighteen

RED

M aybe getting these two drunk was a bad idea.

I watch from the bar as Clay pours us another pitcher of beer.

“That one looks like trouble.” I nod at that statement.

“You have no clue. Wish me luck,” I take the pitcher and make my way back to the table. I catch the tail end of a conversation that makes me grin.

“He’s arrogant, conniving, rude, and he’s standing behind me, isn’t he?” Eve laughs as Cami turns to look up at me.

“You forgot devastatingly attractive.” Cami’s cheeks are pink from the alcohol and maybe embarrassment from getting caught bad-mouthing me.

“Did I mention his ego?” She throws over her shoulder at her best friend, who is lost in a fit of giggles.

“EVELYN T!” She stands and downs the rest of her beer before she stumbles to the announcer who called her name.

We watch Evelyn sign the release form and then climb onto the bull.

“Christ, is she okay with doing this?” I turn to Cami, who shakes her head.

“Doesn’t even matter. When Evelyn sets her mind on something, she does it. Period. She’s fearless.” I make a mental note to never allow them out in public alone again.

My life is going to be really fucking interesting.

The speakers start playing the music the bullrider requested, and the crowd grows crazy. Evelyn grabs the pommel one-handed and raises the other in the air as the mechanical bull starts to move.

“She would pick Pony by Ginuwine. Typical,” Cami laughs as she watches her friend grind into the bull.

The crowd whistles and cheers as the bucking really starts, and two minutes into the ride, Evelyn finally falls off laughing.

“She ok?” I ask, standing up to check on her.

“I’m sure she’s fine. Look, he’s helping,” Cami frowns as she watches who is helping Evelyn to her feet.

Cyrus Danders.

“Red?” I ignore her and met Evelyn by the door to the pit the bull is in.

“What’s your name, Sugar?” Cyrus asks as Evelyn pulls her arm free from his grasp.

I watch as angry scratches are left behind on her skin.

“Touch her again, and I’ll cut your useless balls off,” I warn her as I make sure she’s okay.

“Of fucking course. Big Red, the town fucking hero.” Eve pats my hand, and I turn to Cyrus.

“Fuck off, Danders,” I growl as I take Evelyn and move her behind me.

“Christ, what is your problem? Must you fuck all the new pussy in town?” Evelyn moves so quickly that I don’t have time to stop her.

She punches him square in the jaw.

“WHO YOU CALLING PUSSY, ASSHOLE?” she screams in his face.

I grab her by the shoulders, trying to pull her away from him.

“EVELYN!” Cami rushes over and takes her best friend’s hand.

“Danders, out! ALL OF YOU! You’ve been warned. You are permanently banned. You will not disrespect any woman in my bar. GET OUT!” Clay calls out as his bouncers, two big bikers from the local MorningStar MC chapter, toss Cyrus out like he’s a bag of trash.

“Come on,” I place my hand on the smalls of both ladies’ backs as I move them back to our table.

I start pouring us new beers when one of Clay’s busboys snatches it from my grip.

“Just watched that Danders fuck drop some pills in it.” He brings the glass up to the light, and he points to the last of them, fizzing.

“Which one?” It couldn’t be Cyrus.

“Eli. I’ll bring you a new one.” He takes it over to Clay, who’s on the phone with someone shouting from the look on his face.

“Is he calling the cops? That asshole was trying to drug us?” Cami says to Evelyn, who’s still fuming.

“No, we don’t call cops to The Courthouse. We have our own justice here.” I turn back to the ladies, who are both so mad they could spit.

I can’t say I blame them. Tonight could have ended really badly, depending on what the fuck was in that beer. When our fresh beer arrived, we placed an order for loaded fries.

We get back to having a good time, and I’m thoroughly entertained by Evelyn’s stories of the mischief they got into in their youth. When Evelyn gets to Cami losing her virginity during prom night, I growl.

“Your horns are showing,” Cami giggles into my ear.

“Those are for your safety.” I slip my hand onto her thigh and enjoy the heat I feel coming from her core.

“How?” she asks skeptically.

“So you don’t buck off while you’re fucking my face.” I turn into her and kiss her when she gasps.

“Get a room,” Evelyn teases.

“You’re disgusting,” Cami says against my lips with a grin on her face.

“I still make you wet though, but don’t worry. I’ll make sure that I give you a nice clothing allowance.” She pulls back as I slide my hand lower into her crotch and rub her clit through her jeans.

God, I wish she had a skirt on.

“Why?” She furrows her brows in confusion.

“Didn’t you know? Cowboying is hard work. We tend to rip clothes and ruin panties around here.” Cami gasps as I push harder into her clit.

“Now that’s the southern hospitality I am hoping to get,” Evelyn comments as I rub Cami into an orgasm that catches her off guard.

“Fuck,” she whispers as she leans into my neck to hide her reaction.

“As often and as much as you want, Darlin’.”