Kyle, Jack and Ryan - LeAnn Ashers Page 0,52

are going to come over to watch Mia for us,” he says, completely out of the blue, and he leaves the room before I can even make a peep.

I look at the door he walked out of, floored that he just threw it out there like I’m going to agree just like that.

“Ryan is crazy, baby,” I tell Mia, who just grins at me like she knows exactly what I’m talking about.

I sit down on the bar stool watching Mia play with her dolls. She loves brushing their hair over and over, so half of them are missing their hair because she’s brushed them so much.

Ryan sticks his head in the doorway, smiling. “We’re leaving in an hour. Wear jeans.” He leaves once more.

I grumble to myself as I slide off the stool and do as he tells me to. I may be pretending that it’s a hardship, but I really want some one-on-one time with Ryan.

Especially since we kissed. I can’t help but think about it and what it could mean.

So I get dressed in my best jeans that make my butt look phenomenal and a black V-neck shirt, tucked in. I curl my hair slightly at the end to give it some volume and apply some natural eyeshadow and mascara.

Mia has been playing in the floor as I get ready. She really is the sweetest little angel. She rarely has temper tantrums or does anything she really shouldn’t, but I probably just jinxed myself.

The hour passes fast. I walk into the living room with Mia. Chrystal is sitting on the couch with Cassandra, who just turned a year old a few weeks ago. She is the spitting image of Chrystal.

“Hi guys.” I smile and Mia shakes her hand, trying to lose my grip. I let her go and she runs straight for Cassandra. “Babyyyy!” she screams, raising her arms out to hold her.

Chrystal helps Mia onto the couch and helps her hold Cassandra, who stares at Mia directly into her face. I smile at the sweet image.

Mia pats Cassandra’s little leg gently. “Go to sweep, whittle baby.” She makes little hushing sounds that just make my heart ache at the absolute cuteness.

“I think I have baby fever again,” Chrystal sighs, staring at the both of them. I can’t even deny that I want more kids. It’s gotten to the point I’ve considered getting a sperm donor.

“Ready?” Ryan asks, breaking the moment.

He takes my hand and helps me off of the couch. “Goodbye, angel.” I lean down and kiss the top of Mia’s head, but she pays me no mind.

Ryan goes to her next, running his hand down her hair. “Bye, baby girl,” his deep voice rumbles.

I may die from all of this.

Ryan turns his focus to Kyle. “Watch her.”

Kyle finishes the sentence before Ryan can finish, “With my life.”

I love the brotherhood all of these men have. They are rough and dangerous men without a doubt, but they share such a deep bond and they love wholeheartedly.

Ryan tugs on my hand, leading me out of the house straight to his bike parked in front of his house. “You ever rode on a bike before?” he asks.

I shake my head. “No, always wanted to though.”

He smirks like the idea of me having never been on a bike before makes him happy. “Never had a woman on the back of my bike either.”

Well that makes me feel way good. I’m the only girl who has ever been on the back of his bike.

He throws his massive thigh over the bike and lifts a hand out for me to take to steady myself as I slide in behind him.

I can’t help but admire him. His cut makes him so much hotter. He turns his hat around and looks back at me slightly. “Ready?” He smiles, showing his teeth.

I scoot closer to him and wrap my arms around his middle, “Yes, sir.”

I feel him jolt at me calling him sir—maybe I don’t want to play fair anymore. I scoot even closer and plaster myself against his back, loving feeling his heat against me.

He rides through town and everyone stops and stares at him as he drives past. Some people wave, some people glare, but Ryan doesn’t give any of them a second look.

He stops outside a restaurant. It’s one of the newer ones in town and I pass it every day going to work.

This really is a date-date. He takes my hand, helping me off of the bike, and he follows me.

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