Chapter 17
The couple left the bar sometime after nine. Dakota got three beverages into Terrell—two beers and an energy drink spiked with vodka—and they split some mediocre onion rings with spicy dipping sauce. Their lengthy stay served to ensure Terrell remained sober enough to drive. But Dakota watched him carefully, just in case.
He gave Dakota a big kiss before climbing onto the bike, and he seemed in better spirits. They could get even closer when they returned to the ranch, Dakota thought. As they neared the farm, he closed his eyes and lost himself in fantasies. They used a blindfold on some of the wilder nights. The prospect of doing so again excited him exponentially.
Every muscle in Terrell’s body tensed up, and the bike stopped. Dakota nearly slid off, having not adjusted his
