Booker (Bluff Creek Brotherhood MC: Nomads)

15. Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Fifteen

B ooker led Lexi around the dance floor. He’d asked the DJ to play Luke Combs’ Forever After All because Lexi listened to the song all the time. It was on every playlist she had. It had grown on him too, and even if it hadn’t, he would dance to it to make her happy.

The bar was a nice mix of good food, music, and a fun atmosphere. They’d had the steaks along with baked potatoes and fried zucchini. Lexi had told him that if he hadn’t tried fried zucchini, he should. She was right. He’d followed her lead and dipped it in ranch. And the steak had been one of the best he’d ever had. Perfectly cooked and tender.

But Lexi in his arms and the great food hadn’t made the twitchy feeling he was still getting go away. A couple times, he’d felt eyes on him and chalked it up to being new in town, but now he wasn’t so sure.

Having Lexi’s full figure nestled against him was playing havoc with his control. The only thing helping him was reminding himself this was a mission. They needed to draw out her brother. Twist was hanging at a table with Maureen and Compass. Each time he’d looked Twist’s way, Twist had shaken his head, letting Booker know nothing had happened at the ranch yet.

“Babe, I know we’ve talked about being together, and I know I haven’t officially proposed. But when I do, have you thought about what you want?”

Lexi smiled up at him with that grin he wanted to put on her face for the next fifty or sixty years.

“As long as Mom is there, I don’t care where. I guess I always pictured either outside or in a rustic barn. I just want to be with you. I wasn’t one of those girls who dreamed about the perfect wedding. I dreamed of the perfect boy I’d left behind. I don’t want a big dress. In fact, I actually have a pretty dress that, when I bought it, I wondered about it for a wedding dress. I was optimistic, even though I hadn’t found my man yet.”

Booker nodded. He craved for Lexi to be his permanently, the sooner the better. If they could get the threat taken care of, maybe they could get married the weekend of the baby showers if the couples didn’t care. Everyone would be there. Their honeymoon could be some places on the way to the next book signing. Then he could plan a bigger trip when Lexi had a larger space in her schedule.

“I think that is the perfect wedding. What would you want me wearing?” Booker asked.

Lexi giggled, then answered, “Well, since the way you were on the cover of that book would be too risqué for some of the people, then I’d say dark jeans, a shirt, and your cut. I mean, without Bluff Creek sending you to check on Compass, who knows if we would have ever reconnected.”

He was guessing there would be no way now to keep his side job from the ladies of Bluff Creek, but the chance for Lexi to be friends with them outweighed his possible embarrassment at their teasing.

He leaned closer, brushing a kiss against her neck and then nibbling on her ear. “Well, I’ll be glad to model what I had on the cover for you any time you’d like,” he whispered.

“You’re a tease to do this to me when you and I both know that Twist and Cowboy will think we need a freaking briefing when we get back,” Lexi muttered.

“And on that note, it’s time to go. Twist just motioned for us to leave,” Booker said.

He hated cutting their night short, but they’d have plenty of nights later. He only hoped the action at the ranch was because the guys caught her brother.