All for Maddie by Jettie Woodruff Read Free Book Online

beer.
What the hell is wrong with you?” I yelled, seeing him hold the bottle to
Maddie’s lips.
    “Her mouth was hot from the
marshmallow.”
    “I don’t care. Don’t give her
beer.”
    My dad and Dana pulled up on
a golf cart moments later. My dad stood around holding Maddie, drinking one
beer with us before he handed it to me. Maddie wouldn’t be quiet long enough
for him to relax and enjoy it. She needed to watch her new movie and her
fingers were all sticky. I kissed her sticky lips and told her that I loved
her.
    “I drive. Okay, Papaw?” she asked.
I smiled. God I loved that girl.
    We were having a great time.
There were a few guests that showed up; the one named Charlie was funnier than
hell. His wife, Ada, didn’t think so, but the drunker he got the more Naomi and
I laughed at his marital stories. I would love to have had a man that made me
laugh like he did. You could tell that he loved his wife and loved to torment
her.
    Jaron had been giving me the
eye all night. Yup, he was no doubt going home with me. Ryan and Autumn were
also well past being drunk. Ryan turned the music up coming from his pickup
truck, then he and Autumn were grinding to the beat of Old Time Rock and Roll
by Bob Seger. 
    Naomi pulled me to the makeshift
dance floor and grinded into my ass as we both held our beers singing at the
top of our lungs. Charlie joined in, causing us to laugh ridiculously hard. My
gut hurt, I was laughing so hard. I have no idea what kind of moves he was
trying to portray, but it was hilarious.
    I stopped dead in my tracks
when I saw Alex, his girl, and the couple that had been at their table. Naomi
didn’t let me stop when Def Leppard starting pouring sugar on me. I watched Jaron
hand the guys a beer and the snooty women snarl their noses up, declining.
    Fuck him. I wasn’t letting
him ruin my night. It wasn’t that often that I had a night with friends,
without my daughter. I wasn’t about to let him get to me. If he insisted on
doing whatever it was he thought he was doing, I would give it right back. I
turned back to Naomi and took the lead, placed my hand on her hipbone, held my
bottle of beer out, and swayed my hips with hers.
    I sat the next one out,
needing a breather and another beer. I not only had Jaron staring at me, I now
had Alex too. I didn’t give a shit. I was drunk and carefree. I grabbed Jaron’s
tattooed arm and pulled him toward Charlie, Ryan, Naomi, and now Charlie’s wife
Ada when ACDC started, letting me know what highway I was on. I sang it at the
top of my lungs as Jaron swayed into my ass. I turned toward him, placing one
leg between his and let him grind into my front. Jaron could move. He was sexy
as hell when he danced.
    He laughed and pulled me to
him as the song ended, and the weatherman let us know of a possible
thunderstorm after midnight.
    “Let’s get out of here,” I
whispered. “It’s going to storm.”
    Jaron laughed and took my
hand. He was okay with that request.
    “Hey, where you guys going?”
Naomi called. I turned my gaze right to Alex staring at me with a vengeful
glare. What the hell was that guy’s problem?
    “Where do you think we’re
going,” I taunted Alex more than Naomi.
    “You can’t drive. You’re
drunk,” she protested, not wanting me to leave.
    “I can drive a golf cart
drunk,” I assured her.
    “Oh no, you can’t. I’m
driving,” Jaron said.
    “See, Jaron wants to drive. I
love the way Jaron drives. Jaron is an amazing driver,” I called to her.
    “Get your ass over here, you
dirty girl,” Jaron laughed, sliding me over.
    Reed was okay in bed. He got
the job done, but Jaron was awesome in bed. Jaron wanted to do more than jump
on and jump off. Jaron always made me explode time after time.
    I was ripping his shirt off
before we made it up the porch steps. We both laughed when we fell, landing him
on top of me as I continued to undress him.
    “You want it right here?” he
asked, lifting my shirt over my head. I let him.