Forever After All - Kaylee Ryan Page 0,51
my room, or hell even hers. I’m not picky. I just… need her.
Me: Glad it’s not just me.
McKenna: You think about me?
Me: Every second of every day.
I have no idea how much alcohol she’s consumed by this point, so she might not remember this. There will, however, be our chat that she can go back and read when she’s sober.
McKenna: That’s a lot.
I chuckle out loud.
“Who are you texting?” Corbin asks.
“McKenna. They’re still at the casino.”
Me: It is.
McKenna: We’re headed back now, so we don’t break curfew.
Her text is followed by an emoji with its tongue sticking out.
Me: See you soon, beautiful.
“They’re on their way back,” I tell my friends, draining my warm beer. They both look up from their phones and nod. We’re all wearing matching grins. It’s telling that three guys can’t have fun in the one city that’s known for exactly that without the women in our lives.
Without a word, the three of us stand and make our way to the lobby. My heart kicks up its pace in my chest, just like it always does when I know that I’m going to get to see her.
McKenna.
I’ve waited so long for a chance with her, and I’m taking it. I need to tell her exactly what I’m thinking. I need to tell her that I want to give us a real shot. I’ve been teasing her, dropping hints, stealing touches and kisses, but it’s not enough.
I need more.
Standing shoulder to shoulder, the three of us wait in the lobby, our eyes glued to the door. When I see them, when I see her, my body reacts, something I’m used to at this point when it comes to McKenna. Laramie rushes to Colby, jumping in his arms, and Corbin doesn’t give Sara the chance as he scoops her up and spins her around. And my girl? She saunters toward me, killing me in that sundress and those cowboy boots.
“Hey, handsome.” She stops just out of reach, and that just won’t do.
I take one stride so that we’re toe to toe and wrap my arms around her. I pull her into a hug so fierce I’m sure she’s struggling to breathe, but damn it, I just need to hold her. “Hey,” I finally say, easing up on the hug.
“Rip Callahan, did you miss me?” She giggles, her eyes glassy from her buzz, and I can’t help but think she looks cute as hell.
“So much,” I murmur as I press my lips to hers.
“Hey, you’re not drinking?” she asks when I pull back.
“I’ve had a couple,” I admit.
“Oh, no, that won’t do. We’re celebrating.” With her hand laced in mine, she starts to tug me toward the bar. “Let’s go, ladies. We have to get some drinks into these fuddy-duddies,” she calls over her shoulder.
I hear my sister squeal and then Sara’s laughter as they encourage Colby and Corbin to follow us. I don’t have to look back to know my friends are following along behind their girls just like I am. There isn’t anything we wouldn’t do for them.
An hour or so later, we’re all sitting around a table at the hotel bar, trying to decide where to go next. It’s just after midnight, but this city doesn’t seem to ever sleep, and we’re here to celebrate so that’s what we’re going to do.
“Oh! I love this song,” my sister says, pulling Colby from his chair next to her and out to the dance floor.
My hand that’s resting under the table on McKenna’s thigh gives her a gentle squeeze when she does a little shimmy in her chair. I open my mouth to ask her if she wants to dance when she pushes her chair back.
McKenna stands and reaches for my hand. “Dance with me.”
She’s a little wobbly on her feet, and I’m feeling my buzz pretty heavy. That doesn’t stop me from sliding my arm around her waist and pulling her into the middle of the bar, wrapping my arms around her.
“Rip, this is a fast song,” she says, smiling up at me.
“I want to hold you.”
“Yeah, but this song is sexy.” She sways her hips, turning in my arms, pressing her back to my front. Reaching back, her hands clamp around my neck, and I bend my head, kissing her neck. “Oh.” I hear her say when she grinds against my hard cock.
“That’s all you, Kenna,” I whisper in her ear. My hands grip her hips, and I pull her close, making sure there’s no question as