Chapter Nineteen #2
“Agreed. We’ve come to an understanding. I’ll be meeting up with him in a few days. The threat on Kenzie has been lifted.”
His chest actually relaxed. “And Taylor?”
Trent sighed heavily. “It will take a little more than finesse to fix that situation. The girl has a petulance for pissing off the wrong people with her mouth and antics. And then there’s the fact that she’s bat shit crazy.”
Bogs chuckled. It was apparent, Taylor was leaving a mark on Trent and not the good kind. “Think I can come up, bring Kenzie? Figure it might be some time before her situation is settled. Maybe it’ll smooth things over with her if you let Kenzie come see her?”
“Doubtful. The woman lives to be the bane of my existence. How she’s gotten this far in life is beyond me.” The muffled voices in the background echoed. He leaned his ear closer to the phone. “God, dammit, Taylor. Bogs, man, I gotta go. Come up tomorrow.”
“Later, man.” He hung up and wondered what the hell Kenzie’s best friend was doing to Trent. The man who usually possessed a laid back attitude to rival Bogs, almost sounded enraged.
With Kenzie in the clear, Bogs made his way to the office to catch up on a few things while Kenzie was with the girls.
He was closing up his desk when a text came in with a picture.
It was from Rox. A selfie with all the girls, clearly wasted except for Cassie.
They were smiling or more like laughing.
He noticed Kenzie with an open mouth smile aimed at the camera.
Fucking gorgeous. The message had been sent in a group text to all the men.
The caption “Sleepover, don’t come for us until morning. T, sleep at E’s.”
Immediately the texts began popping up.
T: Fuck no
Roxanne: Fuck yes, T. Cassie says we can
Stone: be there in 20
Roxanne: ok, 10:20 tomorrow morning
Ethan: On my way.
Roxanne: The door is locked, come back tomorrow
Bogs smiled. His sister, being the youngest, was always pushing the limits with the brothers but she was funny as hell. She had just enough balls to actually lock the door and refuse them in. He shook his head, loaded his laptop and walked toward the door. He added his own text to the group.
Bogs: You’ve fucking corrupted her, haven’t you?
Roxanne’s response was almost immediate.
Roxanne: We love her and we’re keeping her.
His light chuckle echoed through the empty office. There was no way in hell he was being away from Kenzie for the night but his chest expanded in relief that the girls were feeling the same as him about Kenzie. Well, not exactly the same but they embraced and accepted her.
It took him less than fifteen minutes to make it to the house. All three of his brothers’ cars were lined in the street with T’s in the driveway. He parked behind Ethan and could hear the girls laughing from inside. He didn’t bother knocking and entered the house.
“You’re no fun, T.” Roxanne whined from the couch where she sat in between Sadie and Kenzie, who was giggling. Her pink cheeks and glassy eyes were proof enough for him. His girl was drunk.
“I fucking left my house so you could get shit-faced and I’m not fucking fun?”
A soft hand on his back had him looking over his shoulder to see Cassie. Her smile was amused and she rolled her eyes. He hooked his arm over her shoulder and tugged her into his side. “You been getting some practice babysitting, baker girl?”
Her head rested on his chest and she chuckled gaining everyone’s attention.
“Hey asshole, get your hands off my wife.” T turned to the girls on the couch. “And the rest of you, get the fuck out.”
“T,” Cassie warned.
The room burst with laughter, even Bogs. The only one not laughing was Cassie who whispered, “No manners.”
The girls got up ungracefully, using each other for support, which backfired when Kenzie stood and was dragged back down by Roxanne, who was using her as a rope to pull herself off the couch. Then the snickering ensued.
Roxanne pushed off the couch and stood, then Sadie and Kenzie, who swayed a little too much. She extended her arms slightly, staring down at the ground. Oh hell, she was beyond drunk and entering the wasted level of drinking.
The girls stumbled around getting their things while Kenzie made her way to him. It was as if she just noticed he was in the room. She looked over, caught his smirk and she beamed. He raised his eyebrows.
“We’re not that drunk, for the record,” Sadie said, fooling no one with her slurred speech.
She stumbled forward and knocked into Kenzie who side-stepped to gain her balance and failed.
Bogs rushed forward but he was too far from her.
Her foot tripped over her ankle and she spread her hands out wide to catch her fall. Cassie gasped. Fuck!
Before she made contact with the hardwood floor, T’s arm came out and hooked around her waist. She steadied herself with her hands over his forearm. The panic on her face seemed to lessen but her cheeks blazed.
Emory stepped forward and slapped T’s arm. “Hey asshole, get your hands off Bogs’ girl.” The girls burst out laughing, throwing T’s words back in his face. Even Bogs chuckled.
T righted Kenzie, slowly releasing her, making sure she was steady. She glanced back shyly. “Thanks.”
She moved away, making her way to Bogs. She looked like she was trying out for a tightrope routine the way her arms were spread and she watched her feet.
As she passed each of his brothers, she gazed up with a small smile.
He had the impression, while the other girls could care less about what they thought, Kenzie did.
“You good?” Stone asked.
“Uh-huh. I’m really not that drunk.”
Stone snorted, glancing over to Bogs. He, too, seemed to be amused by his girl. “Sure, you’re not, babe.”
She was a few feet away from him when Ethan drew out his hand and steadied her with his elbow. She glanced up and stared. A smile slowly formed on her lips. “You have really pretty eyes.”
The snickers echoed through the room and Bogs rolled his eyes. Was there a woman on the planet not enamored with this fucking guy? He sighed heavily.
Ethan smiled. “Thank you, Kenzie.”
“They’re not as pretty as Bogs’ but they are a close second.”
Ethan grinned and glanced over to his brother. He had kick ass eyes for sure. Hazel wasn’t anything special but they were different. Kenzie’s declaration made him give his brother a smug smile.
Ethan walked her to Bogs. “I’m glad you think so.”
Bogs was prepared to steady her himself but her arms came around his waist and she tugged him against her chest, resting her chin just below his neck and looked up. “I love your eyes.” Her lopsided smile made his lips spread wide. He winked at her and waved to the group.
“Night, everyone.” He wrapped his arm around her shoulder taking most of her weight. He should probably carry her which would make it a hell of a lot quicker to get her to the car.
They were down the path when he heard his sister. “Bye Kenzie. Next week, we’ll do it again.”
Hell fucking no, they weren’t getting his girl next week, too. He lifted her into the truck and got himself settled before driving off down the road.
“You have fun?”
She turned in her seat, fighting the hold of the seatbelt. “So much fun. I love your family, they’re awesome. Especially, Rox.” She reached over grabbing his free hand and clasped it with hers. “I did miss you though.”
He brought her hand to his lips and kissed her knuckles. That was exactly what he wanted to hear. His eyes were trained on the road but he felt her inch closer. “You know all the girls think you’re hot. Well, not Rox but Sadie, Cass, and Em. They said so.”
Bogs laughed. He might have to use that little piece of information against his brothers someday. “What else did you find out on girl’s night?”
“That they love you but hate your nicknames.”
Bogs laughed. He didn’t need her to tell him that. Sadie and Cassie had accepted it but weren’t fond of his pet names for them.
“I love mine though.” She released his hand and slid it up his thigh, landing on his cock, which immediately started to harden.
“Whoa. The last thing we need is an accident.” He clasped her hand again, regrettably removing it from his crotch. He glanced over. Her eyes were heavy and her smile was lazy. So fucking drunk.
“Need to get you home, in my bed, pretty girl.”
She sighed, resting her head against the seat but keeping her body angled toward him.
“We’re not going to Jonah’s house?”
Bogs shook his head, clasping his hand in hers that rested on his knee. He didn’t trust her not to grab his cock again. He didn’t think he’d be strong enough to resist a second time.
“Talked to Trent. He got it all settled with Dante.” Bogs sighed. “Meaning, you are in the clear.”
The statement seemed to sober her, slightly. “And Taylor?”
“He’s still working on it but she’s safe. Thought maybe we’d drive up to the cabin, you can see for yourself.”
Her hand tightened against his and he gazed over to see her bouncing in her seat. Thankfully he did and saw her coming when she threw herself at him. He had enough sense and warning to not jerk the wheel when her body nudged the wheel.
Her arms wrapped around his neck, leaving him with half vision on the road.
“Okay, I get you’re excited, let’s try not to die from excitement. Back on your side.”
“Oh, sorry.” She giggled and moved back to her side, grasping his hand in hers. “Thank you Bogs. You’re seriously the best boyfriend on the planet, I friggin’ love you.”
His head whipped to the side. She was grinning and still doing a happy slight bounce seemingly unfazed that she had just confessed she loved him.
He couldn’t figure out if she was just saying figuratively, or if the alcohol was working as a truth serum for her.
She had admitted to be falling in love with him so it shouldn’t have come as a huge surprise but the way it seemed to flow past her lips without effort shocked him.