Mustang Sally by Jayne Rylon Read Free Book Online Page B

on her tiptoes to knit them more fully.
    Freedom raged through her. To finally be able to show them how she felt unlocked a whole fleet of emotions. Her nails dug into their powerful shoulders, impressing them with her mark. She could have continued their exchange indefinitely if it weren’t for the commotion infringing on her concentration.
    “Uh, kids? Remember, I’m still in the room.” Tom cleared his throat.
    The three of them jerked apart as if someone had flipped the poles on their magnetic attraction. Eli sucked in a huge breath while Alanso shook his head as if to clear it. She could relate. What they had was potent.
    Whistles and catcalls winged through their spacious living-dining-kitchen area with its high, exposed metal-beam ceiling and textured concrete floor. Area rugs and furnishings they’d pretty much let her pick out on her own dampened some of the cacophony of testosterone-induced cheers. The canvases hanging on the wall helped some too.
    The portrait of Eli behind the wheel of his Cobra was probably her favorite. Short hair, dark glasses and tattoos highlighting his muscles caught her eye as she averted her face long enough to wipe the tears from her cheek.
    “Wow. I don’t think I’ve ever seen Mustang Sally blush before.” Bryce seemed impressed. “You know, it’s your party if you want to blow us off.”
    “Would you mind if we didn’t?” She could hardly believe she had enough self-control to keep from dragging them to her room and ripping their clothes off so she could prove once and for all who Eli and Alanso belonged too. But she’d missed them all and wanted to ground herself before they did anything that might jeopardize the assurances they’d granted each other with one simple kiss.
    Maybe things didn’t have to be complicated after all.
    “We’ll do whatever you want.” Alanso lifted her hand to his mouth and dusted his lips over her knuckles.
    “No need to rush. We’re not changing our minds,” Eli promised. When King Cobra gave his word, nothing else needed to be said. “We owe you an apology whether now or later. A big one.”
    “I wouldn’t pass on a beer or two first.” Alanso shuffled from foot to foot. His thick socks skidded on the smooth floor.
    “How’d getting trashed work for you last time, son?” Tom interjected from where he leaned against the bar.
    “Right.” Alanso cursed under his breath. “ Una .”
    “Go say hello to the gang. They missed you.” The light pressure of Eli’s hand in the small of her back had her shivering. So she appreciated the heat from each of the Hot Rods that hugged her as she threw herself into their arms.
    “Next time you go to play with the crew, take us with you,” Holden murmured against the top of her head.
    Carver stole her away from his friend. “You have no idea how glad I am to see you.”
    “No kidding,” Roman cut in. “These two are even more of a pain in my ass when they’re grumpy about their fuck-ups. Go easy on them, Mustang Sally.”
    “Nice to have you back, squirt.” Bryce patted her back with his big hands.
    “It was kind of quiet without your ridiculous music pumping in the garage all day.” Kaige tempered his jab with a chocolate cupcake, which he extended to her. “I needed a vacation from Katy Perry.”
    She paid him back by putting her hand up and mushing the treat into his smug face.
    The rest of the Hot Rods rioted with laughter.
    Kaige swiped the cake and cream filling into his mouth, not too upset by the force-feeding. In five seconds or less, the last crumb had vanished without a trace. “Mmm. Haven’t had one of those in forever. I forgot why you love them so much.”
    “If you two are finished with your shenanigans…” Tom interjected. The whole room went quiet when he approached. “Welcome home, Sally. I sure did miss your face. With just these guys to look at it was a hell of a lot less pretty around here.”
    She banded her arms around the man who’d acted as her