“I said I was, didn’t I? Go for it before I change my mind.”
Jigger scrambled away and stopped Alma before she came over to Steel. He whispered something in her ear and she looked at Steel, disappointment lacing her eyes, before she looped her arm around Jigger’s. The two of them disappeared into the crowd.
“You passing Alma off again?” Paco asked.
“Yeah. I’ve got too much on my mind,” Steel answered.
“Is there something you wanna talk about?”
“Nope.” Steel crossed his arms.
Before the vice president could answer, Angel padded over and wrapped her arm around him. He pulled her close and took a handful of her soft ass cheek in his hand, squeezing it.
She laughed. “You’re being a naughty boy.” She ran her purple-painted fingernail over his face.
“Yeah? And what are you gonna do about it?” he said huskily. She giggled and leaned into him, her hand dropping to rub his crotch. Steel snorted while Paco kissed her. He pulled away and looked at Steel. “We done here?”
Steel nodded and watched Paco and Angel grope each other as they walked away. Glancing around, he saw many of his brothers and the women engaging in various acts of sex, and he felt a pull on his dick.I should grab one of these chicks and drain myself in her.Plenty of women had been giving him the eye ever since he’d entered the clubhouse, but he knew he wouldn’t do it. He’d finish his drink and then head up to his room, wanting to go early the next day to see Chenoa. He also didn’t want any woman except the blonde pain in the ass who’d been on his mind far too much, and who’d become a major burr in his side.
He threw back his last drink, pushed away from the bar, and climbed the stairs, all the while cursing the hot social worker for stirring shit up inside him.
