“Great minds think alike,” Amelia quips.
“This is true,” I agree. “Now where are we going?”
“I think I saw a bar down the street,” Mariana suggests.
“How far down?” I ask, stopping when we get to a side exit door. It has one of those alarms on it that will sound when you open it.
“A few blocks. I think. We might not even make it in the door,” Mariana says. Yeah, it’s not going to take them long to realize we’re not in the event building any longer. I know Griff always has me lowjacked, and I’m sure Mariana and Amelia are too.
“I guess we’ll just have to run,” I suggest, wiggling my eyebrows.
“Let’s do it!”
“I’m in!”
They both squeal at the same time in excitement.
“All right,” I agree, putting my hand on the door so we can push through fast so the alarm doesn’t go off for long. Hopefully the husbands won’t hear it. “Go!” I shout as I push the door open, and we go racing out. “Ahh!” I let out another scream when a thick arm snags me around my waist.
I know it’s Griff instantly, because a rush of heat shoots straight between my thighs. I hear the other girls giggling as Griff tosses me over his shoulder.
“You’re in trouble,” he growls, his hand coming down on my ass. I let out a small scream of surprise. “You’re not pregnant either.” He smacks my ass again. “I can do whatever I want to this body.”
“Oh crap.” I hadn’t thought this all the way through. I’m so getting tied to the bed tonight.
“Oh my.”
“Who is that?”
“He’s hot. Who’s the lucky girl that snagged him?”
I lift my head, pushing my hair out of my face to see who is talking as Griff keeps on walking with me draped over his shoulder. I spot some of the women that had been in the class with us. Those judgy jerks are all ogling my man. I may not have cared when they were looking at us earlier, but this I won’t tolerate.
“What are all of you looking at? That’s my husband!” I snap at them. Their eyes go wide.
“Is that one of the kitten girls?” one of them asks.
“Yep!” I childishly stick my tongue out at them. There, I showed them. Griff’s body gives one small shake, and I know he’s fighting laughter. “Look somewhere else, or I’ll scratch your eyes out!” I hiss at them.
“Calm down, kitten. I’m all yours.” Griff pulls me back down from off his shoulder as he puts me into the back of the car, slipping in behind me. The second the door is closed, the driver takes off. Griff pulls me into his lap. “Where did my wife think she was running off to?”
“Clearly I was running to you,” I say tartly. “What? You caught me. So I ran right into you.”
“We’re lying now? You really want to be punished tonight.” I wiggle in his lap, unable to help myself.
“Maybe a little bit.” I lick my lips. Griff fists a handful of my hair, tilting my head back. His mouth brushes against mine. Excitement bubbles up inside of me. I’ve got him all worked up, and we have no kids for the night.
Mrs. Putnam is looking after them. She could handle all three of my boys with her eyes closed and one hand behind her back if she needed to. I don’t know what I’d do without her sometimes. She’s filled the hole I had in my heart for a parent and given our boys a grandmother too.
My brother is even hanging out with them. Griff ended up getting him the help he needed, and he’s been sober ever since. We both handled how our parents treated us differently. Charles turned to alcohol to fill the void. Which led him down a path to trouble. But now, thanks to Griff, we’re a motley little family that I couldn’t love more if I tried.
“Then I shall take my wife home and give her what she needs,” he says before claiming my mouth in a deep kiss. Griff always gives me what I need.
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