Well, that’s not a unique pickup line, but what the hell. He’s stating the obvious. I can’t help but laugh, throwing back my head.
“Yeah, it’s my first time,” I say, looking at him and turning up my lips.
He’s sort of cute, with long dark blonde hair, a short reddish beard, dimples, and warm brown eyes with long eyelashes. Why do men get long eyelashes, oh geez?
“I’m glad you came by, but it’s not really your scene. You look too high maintenance,” Biker says, flashing his dimples.
Well, I’ll be damned. He’s a cutie and sweet. But Demon is my man, and I’m not going to risk it with this one. But if I didn’t have Demon, I would see what he’s about.
“Well, that’s a nice thing to say,” I say, laughing.
“I only say it as I see it. So, what’s your name?” the Biker says, looking at me.
“My name is Halo, so I see that your name is Sling,” I say, pointing at the name patch on his Cut.
“Yes, Sling at your service,” Sling says, taking a pull of beer.
“Nice to meet you, Sling. You’re a Wicked Warriors MC and an Enforcer. That’s a hard position,” I say, taking a sip of beer.
“Yeah, it is. It’s a dangerous job, but I love it,” Sling hums, placing his beer on the bar countertop.
My girls come up and stand next to me. Sling looks at them, checking them out. That’s all good; he’s not my man.
“Sling, these are my girls,” I say, taking a drink of beer.
“Hey,” Sling says, lifting his chin.
“Hey, I’m Cherry,” Cherry says, standing next to me.
“Hi, I’m Candy,” Candy hums.
Candy turns to look at the Biker standing at the end of the bar. Well, it looks like Candy likes that older Biker. He’s handsome but way too old for her. Oh well, she’s a big girl. She knows what she wants, and she’s doing it.
“Do you have a cigarette,” I ask, looking at Sling.
“Of fucking course,” Sling says, pulling out the cigarette box from his Cut.
He opens the box, taps it, and the cigarette slides out. I take the cigarette, and he lights it up for me. I inhale the cigarette deeply, the nicotine hitting me strongly, and smile at him. At least I’m relaxed and not uptight here. These bikers don’t give me a bad vibe.
“Let’s play pool,” Cherry hums, taking a pull of beer.
“Yeah, I’m in. Would you like to join us?” I say, looking at Sling.
“Darling, it will be my pleasure to play with you, dolls,” Sling says, flashing those dimples.
“Awesome,” Candy says, grabbing her beer.
We play with Sling; of course, he’s my partner. We enjoy playing pool, and Sling is fun. Cherry and Candy beat us. I look at my cell; it’s been a while. I text my girl Poison.
“I need another beer,” Candy says, placing the pool stick on the table.
“Hell yes, I need one,” Cherry says, moving her head up and down.
“I want one,” I say, moving my head up and down.
“Fuck, your girls kicked our asses,” Sling says, flashing those cute dimples.
“Yeah, but I have a feeling that you didn’t give it your all and let them win,” I say, laughing.
