“I would hope not.” I smiled at him.
“These are for personal use only, and why not? If they are willing to send them, then I should be able to do whatever I want with them.” He grinned and then picked his phone up and started looking at it again.
“Is that someone from home?” Luke asked.
“Oh, no. I just met her today.” He was typing on his phone as he spoke.
“She just met you and sent you those?” I was shocked. Okay, maybe I wasn't shocked, but I was mortified.
“What can I say? They like me.” He shrugged.
“So, you guys can have the RV all to yourselves tonight.” He said matter-of-factly.
Luke’s arm left my thigh and proceeded to move over my shoulder and hit Ryan in the back of the head.
“Shit.” Ryan barked as his phone fell from his hands and down between the seat and the door. I laughed as he tried to reach it, but his hand was too big, so he sat and pouted.
“That was totally uncalled for.” Ryan looked over at Luke. “Dick move, dude.” He turned his head and looked out the window. I couldn't help the chuckle that bubbled up out of my throat.
“Oh, you think this shit is funny?”
I nodded and scooted closer to Luke. “Yep. Kinda do.”
Ryan’s hand grabbed at my side, and I burst out in laughter.
“Oh my God, stop.” I wiggled away from him. It wasn't far since I was in the middle of a bench seat surrounded by two rather large guys.
“Ryan, stop it!” I shouted again. I bumped Luke’s arm, and he swerved a little.
“Okay, you two are going to make me wreck.” Ryan sat back in his seat, and I leaned over him, reaching between the door and the seat and grabbed his phone.
“Here.” I handed it to him.
“Thank you.” He opened it up and started his text again.
“Sorry.” I looked up at Luke who had a smile across his face. I ran my fingers over his beard and pulled his face just enough that I could place a kiss on the corner of his mouth.
“Eww.” I heard from Ryan.
“The peanut gallery can shut up at any time,” Luke said. We pulled up to a stop light, and Luke looked at me and then to Ryan. He reached for my head and pulled me to him, kissing me hard. Ryan groaned loudly.
“Seriously, if I had known that y’all would be like this, I wouldn't have gotten in this damn truck.” he looked out the window.
“Jealous?” Luke smirked.
“Hell yeah, I'm jealous. You are kissing her, and I'm not.”
“You want to kiss me, too?” I leaned over toward him. He smiled like the devil and reached for my head. He put a hand over my mouth and then went after me. I laughed as he pretended to make out with me. Luke laughed and didn't seem upset at Ryan.
“Best kiss ever.” He smiled and then took my hand and ran it down his chest. He was pushing his luck, and he knew it. I went along with it and even got in on the fun.
“One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight. I count eight abs. Hard tight abs,” I giggled. He started to lower my hand, and I realized what his intentions were when his other hand covered his crotch and he wiggled his hips.
“If her hand goes any lower, I will stop this truck and beat the shit out of you, friend or not.” Luke said without looking over at us. I started laughing and turned back to Luke. He side-eyed me and then put his hand back on my thigh, giving it a squeeze.
They had been distracting me from the upcoming dinner. Maybe I hadn't realized it then, but I was glad for it. Usually, I was knotted up before I even made it the restaurant. Luke parked the truck and then slid out, reaching out a hand to me. He helped me out of the truck and took my hand before closing the door behind me. My nerves were getting the best of me, but somehow, he kept me anchored. Ryan pulled the door open to the restaurant, and we walked inside. I saw my mother sitting on a bench beside the podium and walked over to her.
“Hey, Mom,” I said. She looked up from her phone and smiled at me, standing and wrapping her arms around me. When she released me, she smiled and looked over my shoulder at the two large men standing behind me.