The Davenport Christmas Chronicles - Piper Davenport Page 0,67
sassed.
He chuckled. “Sucks for you.”
He reached in and helped me out of the car, where he picked me up like I weighed nothing, then carried me into Aero and Violet’s home.
He didn’t set me down until we reached their living room, where he lowered me into a giant recliner. He then walked away.
A beautiful blonde woman appeared in front of me with a big grin. “I’m Violet. Everyone calls me Letti. Welcome.”
“Hi Letti,” I said. “Thank you so much for letting us stay. If we become too much of an imposition, please tell me. I’ll kick Mouse out immediately.”
She laughed. “Maybe we should kick both our men out and make it a boy-free zone.”
“Ooh, is that an option?”
“Okay, that’s enough,” a giant Viking-type man growled good-naturedly. “I’m Aero, and you can ignore Letti.”
Mouse returned, handing me a bottled water and one of my pain pills. I took it gladly and settled deeper into the chair.
“I’ve gotta get up to the cabin,” Aero said. “But it’s good to have you guys here, Kennedy.”
“Thanks, Aero.”
I patted Mouse’s leg. “Go with him.”
He shook his head. “Not leaving you.”
“I’ll be here,” Violet said.
Mouse shook his head. “No.”
I reached up and tugged on his cut. “Come here.”
He leaned down and I squeezed his face, so his lips puckered. “Let me have some girl time. I’ll be fine.” I released his face and smiled. “Please?”
“Where’s your phone?” he asked.
“Probably in my purse.”
He found my purse and I pulled my phone out setting it on the table next to me.
“You text me if you need me.”
“I will.”
He leaned down to kiss me, and I forced myself not to turn my face away. This whole being in a relationship thing was going to take some getting used to.
He grinned, chucking my chin gently. “Appreciate the effort, baby.”
I wrinkled my nose. “If you keep pointing out my shortcomings, I’m gonna go back to status quo.”
He raised his hands in surrender. “Well, we sure as hell don’t want that.”
I cocked my head. “Don’t we?”
“I’m leavin’ before you totally freak out.”
“Probably a good idea.”
He grinned. “Text me if you need me.”
“I will, Declan.”
He followed Aero out the door and I let out a sigh of relief.
“Can I get you some tea?” Violet asked.
“Ooh, tea would be amazing, please. Thank you.” I pushed myself up from the chair and reached for my little scooter. “First things first, though, I need to pee.”
“Down the hall to your right,” Violet said. “Do you need help?”
“Nope, I got it,” I said, and scooted to the bathroom.
When I wheeled myself back out, a hot cup of tea and a couple of cookies were on the table beside the recliner, so I settled myself back in and waited for Violet to join me.
Their living room had two huge picture windows that showcased the gorgeous white expanse outside, and their tree was directly in between the windows, which made the whole scene cozy.
“Let me know if you need a blanket,” Violet said as she sat in the sofa next to me. “Sometimes it’s just nice to wrap yourself up and watch the snow.”
“Seriously. I would kill to live somewhere with snow. Unfortunately, no one in my family will ever leave Savannah.”
“What about Mouse?”
“I’m not sure he’s overly keen either, but I could work on him.”
Violet smiled. “Y’all would have a place here if you ever wanted it. My dad loves Mouse.”
I chuckled. “Who doesn’t?”
Violet’s dad, Sundance, was the president of the Primal Howlers, and in theory, that would be a great fit, except that they’re a one-percent club, and the Dogs of Fire are clean, so I don’t know if it would work for me or Mouse.
“True,” she conceded. “How did you two meet?”
“One of my best friends died and I met him when I was dealing with that.”
“I’m so sorry,” Violet said, grabbing a cookie.
“Thanks. It sucked.”
“But you got Mouse, so that’s a positive, right?”
“Jury’s still out on that,” I retorted.
“Uh-oh.”
I smiled slightly, then sipped my tea. “We have one thing we do really well together.”
“Sex?”
I chuckled. “Yeah. How’d ya guess?”
“It’s how it always is. If the sex is bad, there’s no point in moving forward, but if it’s good, mind-blowing good, then you find ways to stay in it even if you shouldn’t.”
“Oh, I’ve tried to get out. A hundred times.”
“But he fell in love and held on like a vice-grip?” She held her hands up and made a gripping motion as she grimaced.