“Yes, ma’am, I sure will.”
He took Sage’s hand and led her toward the party. Sage shyly turned to look at Lena over her shoulder.
Lena took another sip of the margarita then walked down the steps toward the garden and the bench swing.
She closed her eyes and absorbed the happiness she felt. It had been too many years to recall the last time she felt this happy.
She heard someone clear his throat and turned to find Blake and Bryant heading toward her.
“And what do you think you’re doing having a margarita, young lady?” Blake asked.
“I do believe she is of legal age or so she told us,” Kenny chimed in as he and Quinn approached from behind them.
“We’ve been looking all over for you. I can see why you were hiding, Lena,” Quinn teased.
She smiled as she began to swing on the bench. All four men stared at her.
“For your information, Deputy Jones, I officially turned twenty-one the evening I escaped from Detroit and never got to celebrate it and can now peacefully enjoy this margarita.” She took a sip and the bench stopped moving as Bryant and Blake stopped it.
“You missed out on celebrating your twenty-first birthday and you didn’t tell us until now?” Quinn asked, appearing angry. She couldn’t help but giggle. Perhaps she would be getting another one of those special spankings they enjoyed giving her when she misbehaved?
“I’ve always celebrated my birthdays on my own.”
“That was before us, Lena. You should have told us that you planned on celebrating it tonight,” Blake stated firmly.
“We would have gotten you something and made it extra special,” Kenny replied.
“The celebration may be a few weeks late, but I have been blessed with more gifts than I ever could have wished for. Sage is here with us, safe and sound, I have the four of you to love me and keep me safe and happy, and I have a new life here in Pearl. I don’t need anything more.” She guzzled down the remainder of margarita. She stood up, and Bryant grabbed her around her waist and pulled her to him.
“Isn’t there anything more we could offer you for your birthday, darling?” Bryant asked.
“Surely I think that she shouldn’t get off so easily for not including us in celebrating,” Quinn added, and Lena couldn’t hide her smile.
She reached toward Quinn and touched his chin.
“You think a spanking is in order for not including you?” she asked, and Bryant squeezed her against him then caressed her ass with the palm of his hand. She instantly felt the fire burning inside of her.
“Someone is being naughty on purpose,” Kenny teased, then chuckled.
“I do have one birthday wish that maybe the four of you could help me make come true.”
They all held her gaze, and she saw the hunger in their eyes and the anticipation to hear her request.
“I would love to watch the fireworks from one special place with all four of you. It has a great view. I don’t think anyone else will be there and—”
Bryant lifted her up into his arms causing her to squeal.
“Bryant?” she scolded.
He looked at Blake and Quinn.
“I think our woman has been up in the loft.”
Blake and Quinn gave one another a high five.
“Hot damn, woman, that is one special place that will surely be like making love under the fireworks. Come on,” Kenny stated, and they all headed toward the horse stables. There was no one around and the night was slowly moving in.
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