Savor (Bad Boy Rockers 4)

As I look across the field, I catch Savannah passing quick glances toward Jace.

“Are you sure she’s seeing someone and that you don’t just make her nervous? I mean, she seems shy. Perhaps she’s sweet and innocent.”

“You’ve been spending too much time with your woman, because you’re pussy whipped giving me advice like a fuckin’ girl.”

I roar with laughter. “Well, someone has to and you’re not exactly talking to anyone else . . . and you’re not talking to my girl about this shit.”

“Dahlia is great to talk to,” he says with a cocky grin, trying to piss me off.

“I’m not going to let you pick a fight over my woman because the one you want isn’t available.”

Knowing he’ll follow because he won’t let his little brother have the last word, I make my way to our trucks bypassing Savannah, who gives us a strange look. I notice her blush when she briefly clashes eyes with Jace.

Opening my truck door, I sit on the rim and grin up at my brother when he stands in front of me, hands on hips. “I meant what I said about Dahlia. I know I said it to piss you off, but she’s a great listener and I’m glad you have her.”

I stay silent, wishing I knew how to help him with the demons he fights daily.

“We good?” he asks with a frown.

“We’re good.” I stand and pull him to me for a one-armed hug. “We

’re both here for you. Anytime, bro. Remember.”

He nods and turns to look at the field, but not before I notice the emotion behind his eyes.

“Going back to your earlier question, yes, I think Savannah is being honest. I saw her at the sports bar on game day and a guy had an arm around her waist. She didn’t see me. I left.”

I watch him, and can see he isn’t happy about it, which sucks but it means that he hasn’t given up on life. I’m going to leave it alone for now. She may be with someone else, but you don’t look at someone else the way she does Jace, if you’re in love with the guy you’re currently with.

“I better get the kids sorted out.” He turns to me. “We still on for dinner at your place, Sunday?”

“Dahlia has been trawling the net for the perfect pot roast recipe so you better be there.”

Smiling, he rubs his stomach. “How well does she cook?”

“Good.” I’ll keep to myself about the meals that have been slightly over done. She certainly gets points for enthusiasm.

“Okay, I’ll see you then.”

I watch him walk off, and lean against my truck while he gets the kids organized and split into two teams. I smile to myself when Savannah walks up to him and they start acting strange—hesitant. They’re both pussyfooting around the other. So damn funny.

Jace notices me, so I wave and climb into my truck before he catches the amusement I’m sure is all over my face.

As I pull away from the field, I decide to head home to Dahlia. She lights up my life and I’m about to light her up from the inside out and make one of her sexual dreams a reality.

Dahlia

Wrapped in a towel, I dash to my vibrating cell on top of the dresser and picking it up, realize it’s a voicemail from Ryder.

I hope he’s okay.

Retrieving the message, I listen, “Be naked and ready, baby. I’m five minutes out.”

Just hearing his voice say those words has goose bumps breaking out all over my body, and my nipples pucker, rubbing against the towel.

Turning, I grab a pair of high heels from the floor of the closet to bring me eye level with him before I grab my brush. Once the tangles are out of my hair, I put it up in a sexy twist. Looking in the mirror, I move my head from side-to-side. It will have to do considering it’s still wet from my shower.

Hearing his feet on the stairs, and the key in the lock, I drop the towel and quickly dash to lean against the wall in the living room, with nothing on except my shoes.