Secrets Worth Keeping (Finding my Home #2)- Nikita Parmenter Page 0,116
my sexy lumberjacks so your going to be my sexy lumberjacks for everyone to see” I grin turning back to face them as I open the front door.
Atlas and Rafe grin proudly at me as they make their way towards me, the others hovering on the stairs before I raise my eyebrow and they sigh almost as one as they make their way down and grab their boots and coats. Jensen immediately starts bouncing on his toes as he makes his way over to me. He surprises me with a quick kiss as he nips my lip and pulls back tucking a piece of my hair behind my ear.
“Smart move, Angel” he murmurs and I grin.
“Oh I know” I reply.
Once everyone is bundled up we make our way through the door under the stairs and down to the end of the hallway and to the garage. All bundling into the truck which is even more of a squeeze than it would’ve been anyway since we all have coats on. After some clever manoeuvring and some bruises on the guys, given mostly by an overexcited Jensen, we’re finally settled in and buckled up. Jensen ends up sat in the back next to me with his knees practically up around his ears. He still has a massive grin on his face though so he can’t be too uncomfortable.
Chapter Twenty-Eight
The drive down the mountain is fairly straight forward although I am more than aware that if we were in any other vehicle we would’ve either slid out or gotten stuck by now. When we pull up to the bar in town I realise just how small this town is since it’s the only bar and it’s jam packed. We find a space and all practically fall out of the confines of the car, except Trick, that bastard gets out all calm and collected.
I must send him a glare because he just smirks. I’m about to retaliate when I get distracted as the once lightly falling, barely there snow, starts to fall heavier the flakes getting bigger.
“It’s so freaking pretty” I say as I stick my tongue out trying to catch a piece.
“Fuck it’s cold” Riot says shivering as he puts his hands into his jacket pockets and hunches his shoulders, Rafe throws and arm around him and tucks him in close.
“Well yeah that’s kind of what happens when it snows, it gets cold” Luc grins as Riot flips him the finger.
“Fuck off” he grumbles.
“It might have to be a quick one Luc we don’t want to get stuck in the snow going back up” Trick says thoughtfully, ignoring the bickering.
“That’s good with me” he shrugs, and then turns to me grinning as he holds his hand out for me, “come here, Firecracker.”
I take his hand and we take the lead, as we enter the bar all heads turn towards us, but they soon lose interest which I’m grateful for. We all make our way to the large bar, the décor in here has definitely seen better days but everything is as clean as can be expected. The massive gloss wood bar spans the entire length down one side, with tables dotted around the dance floor that sits in front of it. It seems that this bar is the only form of nightlife this town seems to have, which means there’s an eclectic mix of patrons ranging from the old regulars propping up the bar. People having a quick drink after work and the odd couple obviously out on a date night, since this bar doesn’t seem to card, I’m unsurprised to see quite a few people our own age mixed in as well.
What is surprising though is that the music playing isn’t that bad and there are a fair few people from various different age groups making use of the dance floor.
As we all approach the bar, the burly, bearded and if I wasn’t used to my guys I’d call him slightly intimidating guy, glances over us as he polishes a glass in such a typical bartender pose that it has me smirking. I have to admit that he’s quite good looking for an older guy. As his gaze lands on Atlas though his eyes widen slightly and his posture straightens instantly. I look between them curiously but although the reaction is slightly odd I just figure it’s because the guys have been coming here for a while so they know each other. A quick look at the other’s though shows me that