Free Dice (A Righteous Outlaws Novel #3) by Savannah Rylan Page B

Cash was choosing to continue with the tradition of Friday night dinner.
    “Nothing’s going to happen between now and then. Let’s go get some of Martha’s chicken and worry about it tomorrow.”
    We turned to walk in and the prospects, Stumpy and Byrd, came out.
    “Where you boneheads going?” I asked.
    “Cash is making us go down to the clubhouse. He doesn’t want to keep it unattended.”
    “Boys, wait,” Martha, Aubree’s childhood chef who also happened to be Stumpy’s aunt, came out holding two Tupperware containers. “I made you meals to go.”
    “You’re the best,” Stumpy said, and kissed his aunt on the cheek.
    “Pussy,” Beast mumbled as he walked by, getting a tap to the chest from Martha.
    “Don’t you pick on my boy!”
    Hudson laughed. “So, Stump, you always have your aunt defending you?”
    Stumpy smiled. “I bet she could take all of you.”
    Martha turned an evil eye that was as menacing as an overweight, aging dog. “I got the guns,” she said, and held up her fists. “Now, you two run along and you three in… in!”
    We followed Martha into the house, and my eyes immediately landed on Allison. She sat in the corner with her legs crossed beneath a long dress with tiny straps that I imagined pushing off of her shoulders. Her hair was down and wavy, her pink lips glossed, and I couldn’t take my attention off of them. She spoke with Sienna and Aubree, who each held a glass of wine.
    I went right to her and, when she saw me, her cobalt eyes widened in a similar way they did when I thrust my cock into her.
    “Hey, Al,” I said, sitting down between her and Sienna. “S, Aubs, how’s it going?”
    Sienna arched an eyebrow at me, but I pretended not to notice. She already warned me, and her reminders were moot at this point.
    “We were talking wedding plans,” Aubs said with a smile. Her and Cash got engaged last year and they finally set a date. Aubree had gone into Bridezilla mode, at least according to Cash. He couldn’t be bothered with what color napkins they should have or what the cake should taste like. The only thing he cared about was officially making Aubree his. If he could have it his way, they would have been married already at the Justice of the Peace.
    But, like most girls, Aubree had been planning her wedding for years. After her dad’s arrest, her lifestyle had changed dramatically. She went from being a spoiled brat who got whatever she wanted to a hardworking business owner, but she couldn’t let the dream of the perfect wedding go.
    I looked to Allison who sipped her wine. She didn’t seem like the type who would want a big wedding. Something small and understated like being barefoot on the beach somewhere would suit her better.
    I clapped my hands together and leaned back. “So, have you decided between the white or ivory napkins?” She stopped by the garage the other day with both, insisting Cash make a decision. After Aubree left, all the guys agreed that the colors looked exactly the same. Miles reminded Cash of the hell Aubree put him through when he volunteered to paint her boutique. The girl was a stickler for color, and would drive us all crazy before this wedding was over.
    “I went with the white because it’s pure, and Cash said that reminded him of me.”
    I laughed, trying to picture Cash saying anything like that. Sappy declarations like that were more Kade’s style, but I guess, when you found the right girl, shit like that just came out.
    I could feel the heat radiating off of Allison. Noticed every slight movement she made from uncrossing her legs to rubbing her arm. After our night together, she’s all that had been on my mind. I’d randomly find myself thinking about her throughout the day, and getting hard as fucking stone. I’d never jerked off so much in my life.
    So many times, I thought about showing up at her place, but she wasn’t like other girls from my past. I didn’t want her to think she was just something for me to