Thrill Seeker (Kings of Vengeance MC Book 5) - Winter Travers Page 0,27

and leaned against my desk. “I would say skip it, but Marty just came and asked me about it.”

“Son of a bitch.” Trudging through a field just to look at a huge pumpkin was not my idea of a good time. “Then I guess we need to do it tomorrow.”

“I think I’m gonna tell Barb and the kids to meet me there, if that’s okay with you. Halloween is a little less than three weeks away, and we haven’t gotten our pumpkins yet.” Now Pat was going to bring his darling family along to join all the other perfect families looking for the perfect pumpkin.

I grabbed my purse from under my desk and stood. “Oh, Pat. You and Barb are the picture of domestic bliss.” Pat and Barb had been married for sixteen years and had three kids.

He shrugged. “We seem to make it work.”

I smiled sadly. “Invite them along, and I can work on editing the story after. You can take the rest of the day off since I took off early yesterday.”

Pat smiled. “Sounds like a plan, Deedra. I’ll meet you at the pumpkin patch at one if that works for you.”

I nodded. “See you then.”

We walked out to our cars together, and I gave him a wave as I slipped into mine.

My phone dinged, and I pulled it out to see a number I didn’t know.

Busy at the clubhouse. Want to meet me here?

Point.

A goofy smile spread across my lips. We were anything but back to normal, but last night’s kiss held tons of promise even I couldn’t ignore.

Sure. What are we doing? I needed to know if I had to go home to change or if I could just go over there in my work clothes.

Not sure. Just want to see you.

And my heart melted into a puddle. Be there in twenty minutes.

Okay. The girls are here. They can entertain you till I’m done.

Hmm. What was Point doing that he couldn’t come over, but he wanted me at the clubhouse?

I’ll stop and grab a bottle of wine as a peace offering. Part of me still thought they didn’t like me.

Just bring yourself.

Yeah, no. I was totally going to stop at the liquor store on the way.

Twenty minutes later, I pulled up to the clubhouse with three bottles in my passenger seat and a bag full of snacks.

I might have gone slightly overboard, hoping to impress the girls.

I tucked two bottles under one arm and grabbed the other bottle and overflowing bag of snacks with my hand. I managed to open the door to the clubhouse without dropping anything and was greeted with an unusual sight.

Kimber and Fancy were passed out on the floor, with Gunner sleeping peacefully between them. Queenie and Sledge were in the kitchen area, putting away a pile of food while Petra sat on the sofa with a book in her lap.

Petra’s head raised, and her eyes connected with mine. “Oh, hey!” she called. “I didn’t know you were coming over.”

“Oh, shit,” Sledge called. “Point texted me to let you girls know Deedra was coming over.”

Queenie reached over and smacked his arm. “I asked you who texted you, and you said no one.”

He shrugged. “Forgot.”

Kimber groaned on the floor and rolled over on her side. “Can you guys shut up?”

“No. It’s almost six o’clock. It’s nap time for Gunner, not you two,” Queenie laughed.

“Oh, please,” Kimber yawned. “Like you and Sledge don’t nap when Gunner does.”

Sledge chuckled. “You wanna tell them, or should I?”

Queenie pointed at Sledge. “No.”

I had a feeling I knew what Sledge was talking about. I didn’t think there was any napping going on when Gunner was napping. It was more like mommy and daddy time.

I held up the bag and bottle in my hand. “I brought wine and snacks.” The bottles in my other arm clanked together. “And more wine.” Food and wine seemed like a good shoe in with the girls.

Fancy’s head popped up. “Who said wine and snacks?”

Kimber laughed and laid her hand on her stomach. “I need a drink after taking care of your kid, Queenie.”

“Hey,” Queenie protested. “Any bad or annoying qualities Gunner has are solely from my sister. I’m the fun aunt turned mom. So, I’m still fun, but with all the responsibilities now.”

Gunner let out a cry and raised his hands over his head. “Speak of the devil,” Sledge laughed. “His cranky ass is awake.”

Queenie walked over to Gunner and lifted him up. He laid his head on her shoulder and closed his