were doing so good, babe,” Fancy laughed.
Queenie grabbed the glass of water Robyn set in front of her. “Straw me.”
Robyn grabbed a neon pink straw and handed it to Queenie.
Queenie tried twice to stab the straw into her water before she finally managed it. “I may have saw the sunset a few times a too many,” she slurred. She took a long drink of her water, laid her head on my shoulder, and sighed. “Did you guys solve your,” she waved her hand in the air, “man problem?”
“Oh, sugar.” I pressed a kiss to the side of her head. “Drink all that water, and I’ll see about getting some food for you.”
She hummed and patted me on the head. “Such a good Sledge. I think I’ll keep you.”
Kimber leaned forward. “She’s drunk.”
I gave her a thumbs up. “Yup.”
“Don’t worry. We’re not leaving for a while so she can sober up.” Kimber pulled out her phone. “And, I’m gonna order some pizza.” She looked at Robyn. “You good with that, girl?”
Robyn laughed. “As long as I can have a slice.”
“Score. You are going to fit in perfectly with the Book Club.”
The girls were recruiting members for the Book Club left and right, and we were struggling with keeping the members we had. Core said he was all in, but only time would tell if that was actually true.
God knows if he wasn’t, Dyno would tell him where to go.
Hopefully, he did it without his dick in his hand.
*
Chapter Seventeen
Midnight wreckage…
Queenie
I was drunk.
Then I sobered up.
Lynn showed up, and then, I had to have a drink with her. Or two.
Now, I was tipsy. Tittering on the edge of being drunk again.
It was half past eleven, and my ass was ready to go home. Sledge and I had been at the bar for almost ten hours. Yeah, pretty sure it was never going to happen again when Gunner was back home with me.
I was A-Okay with that.
“You good, sugar?” Sledge slid up behind me and wrapped his arm around my waist.
“Better now.” Lordy, I was lame. I would just blame it on the Malibu Sunsets. It was safer that way than admitting I was a lame romantic.
“You good with heading out, or did you want to stay?”
I turned around in his arms and tipped my head back to look at him. “Were you just reading my mind?”
“Uh, no? I saw you staring at that painting of the dogs playing poker and thought I would come over to make sure you were good.”
I glanced over my shoulder. Yeah, I was totally staring at the picture, but I wasn’t really seeing it. “You guys should get one of those for the clubhouse. And a pool table.”
Sledge laughed. “I’ll mention it to Quinn.”
I turned back to him. “And I’d like to go home. I need my bed.”
Sledge wrinkled his nose. “Uh, I was thinking we could go back to the clubhouse.”
“Why?” I had a perfectly good apartment I paid a hefty rent on.
“Uh, have you ever slept on your couch, sugar?”
Oh. OH. “You’re sleeping in my bed. Problem solved.”
“Queenie. You have a twin bed.”
Duh. I knew. I was the one who bought it. “It’ll be cozy. Take me home, Sledge. I is tired.” And teetering on drunk for the second time today.
“Fine, but we’re going to figure out something for your bed tomorrow.”
I rolled my eyes. Whatever. He was going to find out there wasn’t anything to figure out because that twin bed was the only thing that fit in there. We could try a full, but there wouldn’t be room for, well, anything else. “You got it, captain. Tomorrow.”
I waved to the girls who were playing pool and Robyn and Lynn who were eating the last of the pizza at the bar.
“This was a fun night.” We stepped out on the sidewalk and over to his bike.
“Yeah, sugar. It was good.”
I grabbed the helmet and set it on my head. Sledge buckled it, and I tipped my head back. “But we won’t be able to do this again until Gunner is like eighteen and off to college.”
“Yeah, you’re probably right with that one.” He swung his leg onto the bike, and I clambered on behind him.
“Can we take a long way back to my place?”
Sledge cranked up the bike and glanced back at me. “Whatever you want.”
I sighed and pressed a kiss to his cheek. “Take me for a ride, badass biker.”
*
Sledge
You know the moments where everything just feels right and a calm just settles