Unbreak My Heart (Rough Riders Legacy #1)(37)

Hayden leaned forward and slapped Mase on the arm. “You totally dropped the puck. You aren’t related to Sierra, so you could’ve made a play for her and her tasty baked goods.”

“Sierra is smokin’ hot, don’t get me wrong; she’s too bossy for me. I want a sweet, docile woman who bakes like Betty f*ckin’ Crocker and looks like Selena Gomez.” Mase sent Anton a look. “Hey, cowboy. Your sister Liesl bakes, right? How old is she?”

Without looking up from his phone, Anton said, “I will shove a hockey stick up your ass and turn you into a human Popsicle if I ever see you eyeballin’ my sister, puckhead.”

That was my cue to go. “Good luck at the game on Saturday, Ky.”

“Win or lose, there’s a party here Saturday night. Swing by if you have a chance.”





Lu had been complaining all week that she was bored.

Every night she dared me to mix up my routine and go out with her.

Monday night I passed on heading to the strip club—despite her cajoling that her favorite “strip and go naked” drinks were two for the price of one.

Tuesday night I was so keyed up after my PCE meeting that I would’ve accepted her invite to play craps at the Talking Stick Casino if I hadn’t gotten cornered by a new member.

Wednesday night I worked late and came home to find Lu splashing in the pool naked with a dick-that-fits contender.

So Thursday night when my phone rang and my hands were wrist-deep in dishwater, she said, “Hot damn!” and answered the call on speakerphone.

“Sierra’s phone, Lu speaking. Whatcha need?”

“Hey Lu. Uh, you’re Sierra’s roommate?”

“Roommate, groundskeeper, pool boy when my wild girl wants to role play.” Lu added a loud rowr.

“Jesus, Lu, knock it the hell off. Just ignore her, Boone.”

“Is this a bad time?”

“No, it’s the perfect time because I’m bored out of my mind,” Lu answered. “Please say you called to offer us entertainment options, Mr. Sexy Voice.”

“Actually, that’s why I called. Wanna meet at Blue Smoke? Shoot some pool and have a drink with us?” Boone asked.

“Who’s us?”

“Me and my roommate.”

I started to say, “That sounds—”

“Like a snooze fest,” Lu said with a yawn. “It’s Thursday night—Ladies’ Night! I wanna dance and drink two-for-ones on your dime.”

“So get your rowdy selves to Diego’s.” another voice in the background said.

Evidently Boone had us on speakerphone too.

“Do you know where that is?”

Lu snorted. “I haven’t always lived in Scottsdale. We’ll be there in forty-five.”

I rolled my eyes. Of course Lu knew where Diego’s was; she prided herself on finding places to party outside of the normal college zone.

“Halleluiah!” Lu grabbed the dishtowel, wound it up and popped me in the ass. “Get moving, we have to leave here in fifteen.”

“Ouch! God, Lu. That mark is gonna swell up.”

“Better have Boone look at it. He’s a professional.” She waggled her eyebrows. “You want to turn the other cheek—ha-ha—and have me put one there too? It’ll give you a valid reason to drop your pants when you first see him.”

“You are literally a pain in my ass.”

She yelled, “You’re welcome!” as I booked it up the stairs.

When I entered the kitchen fourteen minutes later Lu made a sizzling sound. “Looking hot tonight, S. Man, I wish we were the same size. I’d love to wear those leather pants.”

I adjusted the bottom of the bronze and black peasant blouse. “It’s not too over the top for a weeknight?”

“Nope. It’s so you, Sierra. Classy club wear.”

“Thanks. And check you out in the snakeskin dress.” Lu was all muscles and curves. And pigtails. I swore before she graduated I’d drag her to the salon and force her to ditch the Baby Spice look.

“You driving?” She shoved her cell phone in her small purse. “Maybe I should drive too. That way if you and Boone hook up…”

“Not happening tonight.”

“I noticed you didn’t say ‘not ever happening’ which means it could happen tonight.”

The more I argued the more she’d keep at me and probably relay our entire conversation to Boone just to see my reaction. “So are we both driving or what?”

“Yes. You’ll have to follow me since I know a shortcut.”

I cranked the music in my car, singing along, so my head was full of lyrics, not possibilities about tonight.

Diego’s sat on the outskirts of Glendale in a strip mall, surrounded by other bars and restaurants. There seemed to be everything from a honky-tonk, to a karaoke bar, to sports pubs.

I parked next to Lu in the jam-packed lot. We fell in step as we headed to Diego’s, which didn’t have a line to get in like many of the clubs, especially on ladies’ night.

“You’ve been here?” I asked.

“A few times. It’s even busier on the weekends. Sometimes they have great bands, but during the week it’s just a DJ.”