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laughed.
    “What?”
    Cooper made an “O” with his lips then smiled. “You can’t know how hot you look when you do that.”
    “His girlfriend is pregnant?”
    Cooper finally removed his hand from my butt and got off the Harley. “Yep. Tucker screwed around with her pills and got her preggo so she’d stay with him.”
    “She was gonna stay with me anyway,” Tucker announced really loudly like maybe he was deaf. “Besides, she was always saying she wanted to be a young mom so I did her a favor.”
    After rolling his eyes at his brother, Cooper glanced down at me and smiled. “I told you he was a turd.”
    “How old is she?” I asked as Cooper took my hand and walked towards the front doors.
    “Nineteen. Same as Tucker. They’ll be awful parents and my mom will end up raising the kid. Just a big old crash and burn waiting to happen.”
    “I get those shots,” I said to him with my most serious expression.
    Staring down at me, Cooper frowned. “I’m not planning to mess with your pills.”
    Smiling big, I bumped him with my hip. “Well, duh. If you won’t remember my name after we do it, it’s not like you’ll want a kid out of it.”
    “Your name?”
    “Yeah,” Tucker said, coming up behind us. “You always forget their names.”
    “No, I don’t. I just act like that so they’ll go away.”
    “Much classier, bro.”
    No longer smiling, I kept my head down as we entered the bar. Cooper tapped my chin so I would look at him.
    “That’s not going to happen with you.”
    “Because I’m so special,” I muttered, imagining how embarrassing it would be for a girl to hook up with Cooper then have him blow her off so coldly.
    “Yeah, actually. I don’t take girls to hang out with my family. The last girl I did that with was a chick I knew since I was a kid and my mom liked her more than I did. For me to hang with an out-of-towner at my pop’s bar proves you’re not like those girls.”
    “Did those girls know they were those girls?”
    Cooper rolled his eyes slightly. “Don’t get femifascist on me, okay? I’m a dick to girls, sure. I fuck them then blow them off and you know what they do next? Move on with their fucking lives and find someone else. It’s not a big deal, so don’t make it one.”
    Nodding, I gave him a little smile. “It would hurt my feelings if you did that to me, so I assumed it would hurt their feelings too. Maybe they really don’t care though,” I said then glanced around. “Can I have a soda?”
    Cooper gave me a sweet grin. “It really would hurt you feelings, wouldn’t it? Man, you’re frigging adorable. Like I’m dating a little girl.”
    Losing my smile, I didn’t respond immediately when he gave me a kiss. Soon, he wrapped me into his arms.
    “You take things so damn personally. Chill out or you’ll have a midlife crisis when you’re twenty.”
    Reaching up on my tiptoes, I kissed him quickly. “I’ll try, but I’m used to being high strung.”
    Cooper looked ready to say something then changed gears. “Do you know how to play pool?”
    “I’m pretty good.”
    “How about cards? You good at them too?” he asked, gesturing towards a few tables where men and women played poker.
    “I don’t gamble.”
    “Of course you don’t, nerd.”
    Stepping back, I glanced at where the card games took place. “I’m fairly sure my dad’s love of cards was a reason I went to bed hungry some nights.” When I looked at Cooper, he studied me in a weird way. “Can I have a burger?”
    Cooper leaned down and kissed my lips so softly I barely felt him. “Baby, you can have whatever you want. Pig out to your heart’s content.”
    “You’re nicer than I thought you’d be,” I said then covered my mouth in horror that I’d said the words out loud. “I’m sorry.”
    “What did you think I was like?”
    “You seem scary. You knew that.”
    “Yeah,” he muttered, shoving his hands into his pockets. “I’m surprised you’re so weirded out by tats