Winter's Touch
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“Stay away from her. I don’t want you anywhere near where Curt could overhear your conversation.”
“I could talk to her parents.”
“She told King her parents disowned her when Curt stole some of her father’s prescription medication. They refused to press charges, and Megan blames her father for miscounting his pills. She told Knox her father was becoming senile.”
Winter could understand a woman wanting to take up for her husband, but Curt Dawkins was without redemption.
“I’ll have Evie talk to her when she comes back to work. I’ll also get King to hire Sasha. Maybe she can talk some sense into her.”
“Sasha?” she questioned.
“Yes. She’s only four years older than Megan, and she has an ex-husband who’s worse than Curt.”
Winter shoved her plate away. “No one’s worse than Curt.”
“Sasha’s ex is. Curt likes to go after defenseless women. Spike was thrown out of the service for breaking a little boy’s arm after he tried to pick his pocket.”
Willa suddenly stood up. “I need to go to the restroom.” She fled the table with her hand over her mouth.
“Maybe we should change the subject when she comes back,” Winter suggested, when Lily and Beth excused themselves to check on her.
“Yes.”
King had opened the bar now, which had been closed off from the dining area. It had a dance floor, where some of the couples had already started dancing.
“Come dance with me. Talking about Curt and Spike has ruined my appetite for dessert.”
“Me, too.” She let Viper help her to her feet.
When they were on the dance floor, she laid her head on her husband’s shoulder as they swayed to the music.
The dimly lit bar quickly began to fill. Sex Piston was dancing with Stud. Train was dancing with Sasha. Drake and Bliss were in their own world, and so were Rachel and Cash, who were probably enjoying the night away from their baby and Mag. Dr. Price led Killyama onto the floor, with Train staring a hole into the back of her head as Dr. Price locked his arms around her.
Her body became boneless as Viper massaged her lower back.
When the music stopped, another slow song started. Killyama and Dr. Price moved toward the bar stools near where she and Viper were dancing.
When Killyama held the bottom of her dress so she could slide onto the barstool, Train came up behind her.
“Dance with me.”
“No.” Killyama gave him a haughty glare.
“Why not?” Train wasn’t backing down, moving so she couldn’t get on the stool without ripping the bottom of her dress.
“No, I don’t want to become a Last Rider just so I can dance with you.”
“You don’t have to become a Last Rider to dance with me.” Train’s gaze flickered to Dr. Price before going back to Killyama.
Winter held her breath, waiting to hear her response, her hand tightening on Viper’s shoulder so he wouldn’t move them away from the confrontation. Viper cast her an amused look, dancing in place so she wouldn’t miss the heated conversation.
“I don’t?” Killyama asked mockingly.
“No.” A muscle in Train’s jaw twitched.
“Maybe you should make that a rule. If you have rules for fucking, you should have rules for dancing. What do you think, doc?”
Dr. Price motioned for the bartender to give him a drink. “Seems reasonable. They both require body contact.”
“Damn, I think smart men are sexy as fuck.” Killyama gave the doctor a sultry smile before glancing at Train. “I guess that means you’re shit out of luck.”
Winter had to bite down on Viper’s shoulder to keep from laughing at Train’s expression. They watched as Sex Piston stopped dancing next to them.
“Dance with him, bitch. Let him know what he’s missing.”
“He knows what he’s missing. That’s why his eyes almost popped out of his head when he saw me naked. I’m going swimming with Winter tomorrow. You should come over to see my new tattoo. I had fuck you tattooed on my ass.”
Killyama started to brush past Train, but he blocked her, wrapping his arms around her waist and shouldering her toward the dance floor.
“Shouldn’t you make him stop?” Winter nodded her head toward the couple, who looked more ready to fight than dance.
“Train’s had military training. He can handle himself.” Viper blithely continued dancing.
“My bitch can take him out anytime she wants to,” Sex Piston said when she heard Viper.
Viper and Sex Piston had misunderstood her. Winter hadn’t thought Train would hurt Killyama. She had been referring to the hurt look on her face. Train had hurt the woman’s pride, and she wasn’t a pushover like Megan. He had done some damage. For the first time, she realized how much Killyama liked Train.
Winter dropped her arms from around Viper, squeezing through the dancing couples to pat Train’s back.
“Will you dance with me?” Winter asked.
She thought he would refuse, but squaring his jaw, he released Killyama and turned to take her in his arms.
Train and Winter danced as Killyama escaped the restaurant.
“Why did you do that?”
Winter debated telling him the truth before choosing to be honest. “Because she’s in love with you, and you’re not being fair.”
Train snorted. “She’s not in love with me.”
“Yes, she is, just as much as Penni was, if not more. Don’t treat her any differently than you did Penni unless you’re serious. You were kind to Penni when you didn’t want a relationship with her, so show Killyama the same respect.”
She could never tell what Train was thinking, and now was no exception. He wasn’t much of a talker, releasing her when the music stopped and Viper showed up.
“Thanks for the dance,” Train excused himself, going to sit down at the bar next to Dr. Price.
“Don’t get jealous, but I danced with Sasha to keep an eye on you.”
“I don’t get jealous anymore.” She stared lovingly up at her husband.
He grinned. “I kind of liked it when you were jealous. It kept me on my toes.”
“Aw, give me time. I’ll try to find something else to keep you occupied.” Winter pressed her sensitive breasts against his chest.
Viper stumbled. “If it involves more sex, I’m good.”
18
“Are you sure you don’t want me to wait?” Viper hesitated before leaving her where she was sitting on the lounge chair next to the pool.
“Go to work. I’ll be fine. Holly and Logan are already getting changed, and Beth and Sex Piston will be here any minute. You left two men watching, and you’re going to be back in two hours.”
He squatted down next to her. “Is the pain getting worse?”
“It’s not bad at all. Quit worrying.”
Viper kissed her lips, pressing another kiss on her bare tummy. “Be nice to Mommy while I’m gone.”
“I find you very sexy right now.”
“I’m going.” Viper stood up, saying hi to Holly and Logan as they came out of the sliding glass doors.
“I could talk to her parents.”
“She told King her parents disowned her when Curt stole some of her father’s prescription medication. They refused to press charges, and Megan blames her father for miscounting his pills. She told Knox her father was becoming senile.”
Winter could understand a woman wanting to take up for her husband, but Curt Dawkins was without redemption.
“I’ll have Evie talk to her when she comes back to work. I’ll also get King to hire Sasha. Maybe she can talk some sense into her.”
“Sasha?” she questioned.
“Yes. She’s only four years older than Megan, and she has an ex-husband who’s worse than Curt.”
Winter shoved her plate away. “No one’s worse than Curt.”
“Sasha’s ex is. Curt likes to go after defenseless women. Spike was thrown out of the service for breaking a little boy’s arm after he tried to pick his pocket.”
Willa suddenly stood up. “I need to go to the restroom.” She fled the table with her hand over her mouth.
“Maybe we should change the subject when she comes back,” Winter suggested, when Lily and Beth excused themselves to check on her.
“Yes.”
King had opened the bar now, which had been closed off from the dining area. It had a dance floor, where some of the couples had already started dancing.
“Come dance with me. Talking about Curt and Spike has ruined my appetite for dessert.”
“Me, too.” She let Viper help her to her feet.
When they were on the dance floor, she laid her head on her husband’s shoulder as they swayed to the music.
The dimly lit bar quickly began to fill. Sex Piston was dancing with Stud. Train was dancing with Sasha. Drake and Bliss were in their own world, and so were Rachel and Cash, who were probably enjoying the night away from their baby and Mag. Dr. Price led Killyama onto the floor, with Train staring a hole into the back of her head as Dr. Price locked his arms around her.
Her body became boneless as Viper massaged her lower back.
When the music stopped, another slow song started. Killyama and Dr. Price moved toward the bar stools near where she and Viper were dancing.
When Killyama held the bottom of her dress so she could slide onto the barstool, Train came up behind her.
“Dance with me.”
“No.” Killyama gave him a haughty glare.
“Why not?” Train wasn’t backing down, moving so she couldn’t get on the stool without ripping the bottom of her dress.
“No, I don’t want to become a Last Rider just so I can dance with you.”
“You don’t have to become a Last Rider to dance with me.” Train’s gaze flickered to Dr. Price before going back to Killyama.
Winter held her breath, waiting to hear her response, her hand tightening on Viper’s shoulder so he wouldn’t move them away from the confrontation. Viper cast her an amused look, dancing in place so she wouldn’t miss the heated conversation.
“I don’t?” Killyama asked mockingly.
“No.” A muscle in Train’s jaw twitched.
“Maybe you should make that a rule. If you have rules for fucking, you should have rules for dancing. What do you think, doc?”
Dr. Price motioned for the bartender to give him a drink. “Seems reasonable. They both require body contact.”
“Damn, I think smart men are sexy as fuck.” Killyama gave the doctor a sultry smile before glancing at Train. “I guess that means you’re shit out of luck.”
Winter had to bite down on Viper’s shoulder to keep from laughing at Train’s expression. They watched as Sex Piston stopped dancing next to them.
“Dance with him, bitch. Let him know what he’s missing.”
“He knows what he’s missing. That’s why his eyes almost popped out of his head when he saw me naked. I’m going swimming with Winter tomorrow. You should come over to see my new tattoo. I had fuck you tattooed on my ass.”
Killyama started to brush past Train, but he blocked her, wrapping his arms around her waist and shouldering her toward the dance floor.
“Shouldn’t you make him stop?” Winter nodded her head toward the couple, who looked more ready to fight than dance.
“Train’s had military training. He can handle himself.” Viper blithely continued dancing.
“My bitch can take him out anytime she wants to,” Sex Piston said when she heard Viper.
Viper and Sex Piston had misunderstood her. Winter hadn’t thought Train would hurt Killyama. She had been referring to the hurt look on her face. Train had hurt the woman’s pride, and she wasn’t a pushover like Megan. He had done some damage. For the first time, she realized how much Killyama liked Train.
Winter dropped her arms from around Viper, squeezing through the dancing couples to pat Train’s back.
“Will you dance with me?” Winter asked.
She thought he would refuse, but squaring his jaw, he released Killyama and turned to take her in his arms.
Train and Winter danced as Killyama escaped the restaurant.
“Why did you do that?”
Winter debated telling him the truth before choosing to be honest. “Because she’s in love with you, and you’re not being fair.”
Train snorted. “She’s not in love with me.”
“Yes, she is, just as much as Penni was, if not more. Don’t treat her any differently than you did Penni unless you’re serious. You were kind to Penni when you didn’t want a relationship with her, so show Killyama the same respect.”
She could never tell what Train was thinking, and now was no exception. He wasn’t much of a talker, releasing her when the music stopped and Viper showed up.
“Thanks for the dance,” Train excused himself, going to sit down at the bar next to Dr. Price.
“Don’t get jealous, but I danced with Sasha to keep an eye on you.”
“I don’t get jealous anymore.” She stared lovingly up at her husband.
He grinned. “I kind of liked it when you were jealous. It kept me on my toes.”
“Aw, give me time. I’ll try to find something else to keep you occupied.” Winter pressed her sensitive breasts against his chest.
Viper stumbled. “If it involves more sex, I’m good.”
18
“Are you sure you don’t want me to wait?” Viper hesitated before leaving her where she was sitting on the lounge chair next to the pool.
“Go to work. I’ll be fine. Holly and Logan are already getting changed, and Beth and Sex Piston will be here any minute. You left two men watching, and you’re going to be back in two hours.”
He squatted down next to her. “Is the pain getting worse?”
“It’s not bad at all. Quit worrying.”
Viper kissed her lips, pressing another kiss on her bare tummy. “Be nice to Mommy while I’m gone.”
“I find you very sexy right now.”
“I’m going.” Viper stood up, saying hi to Holly and Logan as they came out of the sliding glass doors.
