Crash (Evil Dead MC 2)

They took a long nap, awaking in the late afternoon.

Crash woke, and his hand moved over the sheet, reaching out for Shannon. When his hand only encountered warm empty sheet, he twisted, looking over his shoulder. He found her standing at the window, gazing out at the mountains. Getting up, he moved behind her, wrapping his arms around her. “What are you doing, sweetheart?”

She smiled and rubbed her head against his jaw. “Just watching the sunset. Isn’t it beautiful?”

His lips moved along her neck. “Umm hmm.” His mouth moved to her ear. “Let’s get dressed and go buy you a pretty dress to wear tonight.”

She smiled. “I do like to shop.”

He chuckled. “Guessed that about you, babe.”

When they were dressed, they took the elevator down to the lobby. As they walked through, they passed the nice restaurant that Crash had seen earlier. He stepped over and made a reservation for seven o’clock. Then they continued walking through the lobby. There was a bar on the right, and Crash spotted several shops on the left. Pausing in front of a women’s boutique, he nodded toward it and asked Shannon, “Think you could find something in there?”

Her eyes went to the display in the window. A black short cocktail dress and a pair of heels. “Yes. I think so.”

Crash reached in his pocket and pulled out his money clip. He slid several hundred dollar bills off and held them out to her. “Meet me in the bar in an hour? That enough time?”

She looked from him to the bar and smiled. “Sure.”

As she turned to leave, Crash caught her hand and pulled her back. He leaned to her ear. “Make it sexy, babe.”

“I’ll see what I can do.”

He winked at her as she turned, their joined hands dropping apart at the last moment.

After she went inside, Crash’s eyes moved to the shop adjacent. A jewelry store.

An hour later, Shannon walked into the bar and looked around. She found him sitting on the end, nursing a short glass of some amber colored liquor. She approached, her bags swinging from her hand. Crash caught her reflection in the mirror behind the bar as she moved toward him, and he turned. His eyes fell to the bags. “Find everything you need?”

She smiled, excitedly. “Yes. They had some beautiful things.”

He signaled the bartender over. “Have a drink with me, then we’ll take them upstairs.”

“All right.” Shannon took the seat next to Crash, setting her packages down.

The bartender smiled at her. “What can I get for you, miss?”

“Umm.” She turned to Crash. “I liked that drink I had last night.”

Crash laughed, refusing to order it for her. “Na-uh. You’re not getting out of this. I want to hear you order it.”

She rolled her eyes at him and turned to the bartender. “A Screaming Orgasm, please.”

The bartender chuckled. “Well, since you said please.” He moved off to make her drink, and Shannon slugged Crash in the arm.

“Brat.”

“Oww.” He rubbed his bicep. “So, what kind of dress did you buy?”

She made a cute little face. “I think I’ll surprise you.”

“Is it hot?”

“Guess you’ll just have to wait and see.”

“Is it short?”

She gave him an impish grin.