Söbriety • Mötley Crüe •

42. Proposition

Warnings: Drug Use, PPD

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Nikki's POV

My head snaps up from my book when I hear a loud engine rumble, slowly getting closer to the house. My eyebrows raise when I peek my eyes through the blinds and see a brand new Camaro pull into our driveway, annoyance hitting me all at once.

"Did you invite one of the guys to come with us? Ryan, I wanted it to be just us." My voice comes out as a whine as Ryan walks into the living room rolling her eyes.

"No, I didn't invite anyone. That's Riley."

"Our babysitter drives a brand new sports car?!" The surprise is evident in my voice, I expected a babysitter to drive an old hatchback or something of the sort. "How much are we paying her?"

"We?" She snorts out a scoff. "I've been paying her, and she deserves every last penny of it. She's amazing."

A twinge of jealousy runs through me when she squeals as she throws open the door and wraps the woman in a tight hug. I didn't even get that kind of welcome home.

"How was your Christmas, honey?" I tilt my head to the side when Ryan takes on a whole different voice for her.

"It was great! How was yours?"

"It was pretty good. We missed having you, though!"

Pretty good? I bought her a five thousand dollar diamond bracelet and fucked her until she couldn't walk.

"Oh! This is my fiancé, Nikki." Ryan turns and points at me and I give the girl a nod hello.

"It's nice to meet you, I'm Riley. I'm a big fan." Her smile shines at me and my palms start to sweat. No wonder Ryan likes her, she's drop dead gorgeous.

I feel like sticking my tongue out at Ryan at the fact that Riley's a fan, but that probably wouldn't be a very good start to our night.

"We'll be back before midnight. Please help yourself to whatever you want in the kitchen and do whatever you want. I put the restaurant number on the fridge in case you need us for anything."

Riley nods and goes to pick up Wylie out of her rocker, bringing her to us to say goodbye. We kiss all over her face, earning a couple coos and my heart breaks a little when we move to the front door to leave her.

"Love y'all!" Ryan waves as she closes the front door, blowing a couple of air kisses in their direction.

"Did you just tell the babysitter that you love her?"

"I do love her. She's great." She shrugs her shoulders, smacking my chest when she sees the nasty look on my face. "Oh my God. Get over yourself, Nikki. I thought we were past being jealous, we're literally getting married."

"You sure you don't want to marry Riley?" I mock her name as I back out of the garage, earning a dirty glare.

"I just might if you don't stop being a dick for no reason."

LA is bustling with traffic and asshole drivers all the way to the restaurant, Ryan looking out her window in silence the whole time. She seems to be feeling better the last few days, but I still feel like I need to walk on eggshells so she doesn't burst into tears at any given moment.

"You okay, babe?" I ask softly, not wanting to ruin the night.

"I'm fine, why?"

"Just making sure. We haven't really talked since your breakdown the other night."