“I don’t think Nickel is planning on bringing her back to the table.”
Rachel turned, seeing the large biker had his arm around Cheryl and was leading her toward the door.
Rachel jumped to her feet, beating them to the door and blocking their exit.
“Time to go, Cheryl.” Rachel pasted a confident smile onto her lips.
“She’s decided to go back to the clubhouse with me. It’s Friday night.” Nickel placed a possessive arm around her friend’s shoulder.
Rachel didn’t know what difference the day of the week mattered, but she couldn’t let Cheryl leave with him.
“She’s my ride home, and I promised her I wouldn’t let her leave without me,” Rachel tried to reason with the determined man.
The biker looked her over from head to toe. “You’re not my type, but I’m sure one of the other brothers will give you a good time.” Again, he tried to move around her; Rachel didn’t budge, though.
“You’re misunderstanding me. She’s not going to leave without me.”
“You’re not understanding me. I’m taking her back to the clubhouse where I’m going to fuck her like she asked me to. Now move.”
Rachel paled at his demand.
“Leave her alone, Nickel. Go on to the clubhouse. There are plenty of women there to keep you busy.”
“Dammit, Cash.”
“Remember that money you owe me? We’ll call it even.” When the man hesitated then released Cheryl, Rachel hastily moved out of his way to allow him to go out the door.
Cheryl almost fell, but Cash managed to grab her arm, preventing it. Cheryl then transferred her affection to Cash, wrapping her arms around his waist and pressing her breasts against him.
“Where’s your car?” Cash asked, making no move to remove Cheryl’s arms.
“We drove hers.”
Rachel had grabbed both their purses when she left the table. She dug through Cheryl’s as she walked toward her car. Pressing the unlock button, she opened the back car door. Cash sat the woman in the backseat, closing the door before she could ask him if she could go home with him again.
“What are you going to do with her?”
“Take her back to my house. I don’t think her facing Jared in this condition would help their marriage any.”
“I don’t know; Jared likes women any way he can get them.”
Rachel silently agreed but still wasn’t going to take Cheryl back until she sobered up. Looking in the backseat, she saw Cheryl was already passed out. She would wake the whole house up packing her inside.
“I’ll ride home with you and carry her in for you,” Cash offered.
Rachel bit her lip, not knowing what to do next. If her brothers woke up and saw her with a drunk Cheryl, they would throw a fit. If they woke up and saw Cash, there would be a killing.
“No, thanks. I can handle it,” she said firmly.
Cheryl stirred, slamming her hand against the window. “Where did Nickel go?” she yelled.
“Obviously not,” Cash retorted, getting into the driver’s seat of the car. “Give me the keys.” Rachel handed them over after getting in the passenger seat.
“How are you going to get home?” she asked, seeing his truck in the lot.
“I can walk. It’s just a mile back to the bar to pick up my truck. I know those woods like the back of my hand.”
Rachel was sure he did; he had helped his grandmother bootleg until the county went wet.
“My brothers have traps set up in the woods to catch poachers,” she warned.
“Your brothers are morons.”
Rachel didn’t try to dispute the fact because they usually were.
As Cash turned up the hill to her house, it was a lot smoother ride than the last time she’d ridden with him.
“I see you’re learning where all the biggest potholes are.” Rachel smiled at him in the dark.
“That isn’t a good thing.”
His smart ass answer had her snapping at him. “I didn’t ask for your help. You offered.”
His hands clenched on the wheel. “Be quiet, Rachel, before I stop the car and get out, leaving you with Sleeping Beauty in the backseat.”
Rachel glanced back at Cheryl. Sound asleep with her blond hair and rosy cheeks she did look like Sleeping Beauty. No one could question Jared’s taste in women; he had married the prettiest girl in town. Cash had obviously noticed.
Rachel took a deep breath, calming herself. With any luck, she needed his help for the next ten minutes. Then she could send him on his way.
Chapter 5
Cash pulled the car close to the house, turning off the lights and motor. It was dark, but the porch light was on. Getting out of the car, Cash lifted Cheryl into his arms while she opened the front door.
Rachel made sure everyone was sleeping before motioning for Cash to bring Cheryl inside. Holly and Logan were spending the night at Mrs. Langley’s, so Rachel led him down the hall to Holly’s room. Quietly opening the door, she turned on the light to give Cash a view of where the bed was. Rachel turned down the covers then covered her up once he laid her down.