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“What? No.” I shook my head. “Not in public anyway. In the privacy of my own home? Maybe…”
“I’ll remember that.” He kissed my forehead. “We can look for Sutton if you want.”
“My jacket is at the table. I need to get it.”
The table had been abandoned. It was clear the bachelorette party was over. No one else seemed that upset about it.
But Bones was right—I couldn’t locate Sutton.
“You’re leaving?” Logan asked as she and Smoke approached the table.
“Yeah. Aren’t you guys?” I queried.
Logan shook her head. “A few of us are going to stay. Smoke wants to watch me ride the bull.”
Smoke raised his arm and settled it over her shoulders. “I’ve got money on how long she’ll last.”
“If you see Sutton, please tell her goodbye for me,” I said. “I had a lot of fun.”
“It didn’t last very long,” Mia said as she came over with her husband in tow. “We can’t go anywhere without our husbands following us around like lost little puppies.” She looked up at her husband and flashed him a grin. “Am I right?”
“Sure, we can go with that,” the man said. He looked at me. “I’m Colt.”
“Nice to meet you.”
“Okay, let’s not do the Texas goodbye,” Bones said. He shook Colt’s hand. “Later.”
I grabbed my jacket. “Oh. The bill.”
“Handled,” Mia said.
“Thanks.”
Bones grasped my hand and tugged me toward the door. I looked over my shoulder. Mia gave me a thumbs up and a wink.
With a laugh, I turned back around and followed Bones out into the night.
“You want something to drink?” I asked when we walked into the foyer of my house.
“No. I’m good.” He closed the door behind us. “Did you have fun tonight?”
“Yes.”
“You mad it didn’t get wild and crazy?”
“How do you know it didn’t? I might’ve been dancing on the bar before you got there,” I teased.
“I don’t think so.” He leaned against the front door and watched me. “But I caught your moves on the dance floor. You’re good.”
I shrugged. “It’s no ballroom dancing, but yeah. I’m okay.”
He raised his brows. “You ballroom dance?”
“Cotillions, remember? I can teach you to fox trot, or even waltz if you want.”
“Right.” He pushed away from the door and stalked toward me.
“Bones,” I began.
