All Hallows Eve, Vol. 3

Chapter 13

Thirteen

Roark

We all laugh as they take off. Time for a show.

I want her so hot and bothered that by the time we get to her, she’s begging for it.

Dillon stops in front of me. “Good job. You know what to do.”

He nods and takes off.

Roan lights up a cigarette and takes a drag while we watch the chaos. The guys take off whooping in delight and for some it will be a blast.

“How long are we waiting?” Everen asks as he paces.

With a glance at my watch, “Another minute or so. She’s probably on her way to the shed.”

Bastian meets my eyes. “I’m on it.” He runs off after her, to keep her occupied. He will make sure she’s occupied by watching a show.

I laugh as he runs off. “Always the eager beaver.”

Roan groans at my attempt at a joke. “You’re terrible at dad jokes. But this is it, this is our time.”

I nod. “It is.”

After tonight, she’s not going anywhere but my bedroom.