“Come on, bro. Why you gotta be like that?”
Skylar couldn’t help but giggle. “Tell her yourself.”
“Don’t encourage him,” Shades warned, taking a sip of his drink and watching as Ghost turned and winked at the blonde.
“Why not?” Skylar asked.
“Just watch and see. They’ll be all over him in a moment.”
“Oh, and not you?”
He leaned down and laid a hot kiss on her. When he let her up for air he said, “Nope. Not with you all over me.”
“I’m not all over you.”
He grinned and pulled her hands up, settling them on his shoulders. “Then maybe you should change that.”
She smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck. He looked over her shoulder.
“Told you.”
Skylar turned to see the pretty blonde standing before Ghost. They heard her ask in a tinkling female voice, “Are you single?”
Ghost grinned down at her. “I prefer the term ‘independently owned and operated’.”
The girl giggled, a high-pitched irritating sound that had Skylar giving Shades a look that had him struggling to keep a straight face. A moment later, the girl was pulling Ghost off toward the dance floor.
“This ought to be good.” A smile tugged at the corner of Shades’ mouth.
“Why?” Skylar frowned.
“Ghost can’t dance for shit.”
Skylar laughed up into Shades’ eyes and a moment later, his mouth was on hers.
When the song ended, Ghost returned to the bar, the blonde in tow.
Shades shook his head at him. “Don’t ever make me watch you dance again. That shit was traumatizing.”
“Shut up, fuckface.”
Shades downed the rest of his beer. “You ready to relocate?”
“Sure.” Ghost downed his beer, while Skylar slid off her barstool. She watched as Ghost turned back to the blonde. “You comin’, Blondie?”
“Where are you going? Why don’t you stay and party with me and my girlfriends?” She nodded back to a table full of hot women.
“Hell, darlin’ bring ‘em along. I’ve got some friends who’d love to meet ‘em.”
“They all bikers, too?”
“Damn straight.”
A few minutes later, Shades and Skylar were being followed down the street by Ghost and five hot babes. Shades looked back and then grunted, “Christ, he’s like the damn Pied Piper.”
Skylar giggled. “He is pretty amazing. Does this happen a lot?”
“Yup.”