Free Loving Lo: Devil's Knights Series by Winter Travers

my pocket and sent a text off to Troy.
                  I hate you. I really d o .
                   You don’t like my surprise ? What a jerk.
                   I can’t believe you told him where I was. What about bros before hos?
                  You are a ho, Meg .
                   You just called me a ho. Totally finding a new bff.
                  Meg…
                  I don’t know why he is here.
                  Ask him. He came looking for you.
                  Troy, he is fucking off the charts in looks! Why does he want me, Fatty McFat Pants?
                  Fatty McFat Pants? Really?
                  Yes. Really. What do I do? I shot back.
                   Have fun. See you at work.
                  I was so going to kill him. I tipped my head to the bartender and he started making my drink. I felt Lo come up behind me and I tensed up. He slid his arms around me and tugged me so I was leaning back into him.
                  “Don’t be mad.” Lo rumbled into my ear.
                  Mad? No, I wasn’t mad. I was fucking confused and half drunk. The bartender set my drink in front of me and I decided I needed to be confused and fully drunk. Maybe that would help.
                  “Why are you here?” I decided to get straight to the point.
                  “Already told you. I wanted to see you again.” He growled into my ear.
                  “Why?” I spun around to face him.
                  “Why what?” He asked amused.
                  “Why do you want to see me? I helped your mom out, you don’t have to feel obligated to see me or do anything to me.” Jeez, did I just say do anything to me? Kill me now.
                  “First off, I don’t feel obligated. I do what I want, when I want. I was out on a ride and stopped at the Tavern looking for you. You weren’t there, but Troy told me where you would be. A couple of the guys and I decided to head up here, let off some steam and see what kind of trouble we could find. Second, I want to do lots of things to you, darling, got a running list going through my mind of all the things you and I could do.” He finished on a whispered promise.
                  I licked my lips, snagging my straw with my tongue and took a sip, trying to process what Lo had just said.
                  “Just added another thing to my list.”
                  My eyes snapped to Lo. He had the most intense eyes I had ever seen. Regular Lo eyes when he was just talking to you were intense, right now, they were liquid pools of desire that almost had my panties melting off. Lord help me.
                  “Don’t you have a girlfriend?’ I snapped at him. ‘Maybe you should go bug her.”
                  “I’m thirty-five years old, darling, I don’t do girlfriends. One day I hope to have an old lady but not yet.”
                  He was only thirty-five? Holy crap. That shot straight to the top of my list of “Why Lo and Meg Just Don’t Work” list. The list thus far was, 1) I was older 2) He was gorgeous, I was meh. 3) Umm. Well that was kind of all that I could think of, but I know there is more. If only Lo would stop looking at me I could remember the rest. Oh, 3) I am a mom. Don’t ask me what that had to do with Lo, but I went with it.
                  “Stop looking at me! I can’t think!” I snapped at Lo.
                  “Stop thinking.” Lo slid his hand up my arm and curled it around my neck. He pulled me to him and he leaned his head down. I licked my lips and I swear I heard Lo growl. I was inches away from Lo’s lips. Holy shit, Lo was going to kiss me.
                  “Meg! Did you see all