What Happened Last Night (Road Kings, #5)

by Julie Kriss

Katie. If it was a choice between hooking up with a strange man or spending an evening with my feet up eating popcorn, mainlining Taylor Swift, and watching people clean carpets on TikTok, I knew which one I’d pick.

Mood

Luna could be a serial killer and I’d work out flex hours so she could pursue her hobby—but all the same, I didn’t want to hear her unvarnished thoughts on the topic of Lizbeth.

Haha

I wanted to hunt this gift down for Luna myself and bring it to her, like a cat who kills a mouse and brings the dead body to its horrified owner.

Such a pleasant derangement lol

I felt the familiar sensation of my spine loosening, tension uncoiling. I was coming to understand it as the feeling of being around people who accepted you as you were, understood you without needing an explanation.

Ideal

I won’t have a drink with her, I won’t date or marry her, she will not get her hands on my fortune, and you have permission to tell her I’m dead.”

Good

I wondered what it felt like to fall in love with someone. And I wondered, once you started, whether it was possible to stop.

Yeah , but not of your own volition

I swallowed, hoping I wasn’t looking at Luna like a lusty goat.

What does that look like, exactly?

I knew he was just a stupid man acting stupid.

This needs to be on a shirt or something

The Road Kings were almost forty, and they weren’t all about the rock n’ roll hedonism anymore. They were making time for other things than music. I thought that made them hotter than a group of irresponsible man-sluts who were half wasted all the time. But that was just me.

Nah. Not just you.

Have fun with that slice of cheesecake you call a boyfriend.” “I think the term is beefcake,” her husband corrected her. Reggie shook her head. “You saw him. That man is cheesecake through and through.”

He really is.

He wasn’t going to use it on me, was he? He couldn’t—I’d never had a man do that. It was a solo thing, wasn’t it?

Only if you want it to be

Brit sighed out a breath and fanned herself. “He learned to golf for you.” Axel opened his eyes and looked up at her. “Hey, I’d learn golf for you. Want me to learn golf? I’ll do it right now.”

I’m giggling and kicking my feet. AHHHHHHH! SO ROMANTIC!

At first, they didn’t take it well. Mack, especially, turned a color of red that looked like he’d spent ninety unwilling minutes in a sauna and had just escaped.

Lol!