“To me, he’ll always be Garth,” Rory said, a finality to her tone.
“So, have you guys fucked?” Claudia asked.
Hailey laughed. “You’ve always gotten straight to the point. Yes, we have.”
“Oh shit! I knew you’d been lusting after him.” Claudia laughed.
“I can’t believe you slept with an outlaw biker.” Rory wrinkled her nose.
“He’s more than his label, Rory,” Hailey countered.
“Who cares about that anyway? How was he? I’m dying to know. He’s so attractive and well-built.” Claudia placed her elbow on the table and leaned forward.
Scooting her chair in closer to the table, Hailey said in a low voice, “He’s freaking amazing. I’ve never had a man touch me and make me come the way he does. I can’t believe how great he is.”
Claudia clapped her hands softly while giggling, and Rory shook her head. “There’s a reason why he’s a womanizer, Hay. Of course he’s good, but is he loyal? Have some fun with him, but don’t give him your heart. He’s probably doing you and a few other women.”
Claudia reached out and patted Hailey’s hand. “Don’t listen to her. Go for it all the way if that’s what you want.”
“I’m the only one here who’s practical,” Rory said.
“You’re in a pissed mood today because Troy canceled your trip. Hay and Garth are steaming up the sheets and I love it.” Claudia settled back and took a gulp of her peach daiquiri.
“Give me some damn credit. I’m not saying this because I’m disappointed about my trip with Troy. I’m saying this because I care about Hay. I don’t want her to get hurt, and I know Garth’s going to shred her heart if she falls for him.”
Hailey sipped her drink as she watched her two good friends banter back and forth over what she should do about Goldie. It was interesting to hear each one’s advice. The funny thing was they were both saying what she’d been telling herself for weeks. Part of her was over the moon about him like she’d always been, but the other part was scared he’d break her heart. She didn’t even know how he felt about her in a deep sense. They had a great time hanging out, and the sex was beyond fantastic, but if he felt more or wanted more, he never said. And she couldn’t read him. She didn’t want to ask him and be one of those women who made him feel pressure. He’d told her often enough that he hated that, so for the time being, she’d just keep having fun with him and enjoy their sexual times together.
“Earth to Hay.” Claudia’s voice brought her out of her thoughts.
“Sorry,” she said.
“How do you feel about him?” Rory asked.
She lifted one shoulder. “He’s nice, we have fun together, and the sex is the best. I’m having a good time, that’s all.”
“Is it?” Rory’s penetrating gaze made her uncomfortable.
“Yeah. I mean, I somewhat agree with you, Rory. He’s had a lot of women, so there’s always that fear that he’ll grow tired of me. But then, when we’re together, he’s so attentive, so sincere that I think maybe he’s just never found the right woman and that’s why he played the field. I don’t know. Why do I have to decide now? I don’t have to put a label on what we have.”
“You just don’t want to fall for him. You have to be careful, so knowing how you feel helps you to decide if you want to keep seeing him. I’m just trying to be helpful,” Rory said.
“I get it. I guess I don’t really know how I feel about him, but I do know I want to keep seeing him.”
Silence descended on the trio for several seconds, and then Claudia smiled. “Now for the real important stuff. Does he lick your twat like a real man’s supposed to?” A peal of laughter burst out from all three of them.
Dabbing at her eyes with the corner of her napkin, Rory said, “Well… does he?”
Hailey grinned. “You can’t believe what he can do with his tongue.” And for the next twenty minutes, Goldie’s sexual prowess was the focus of their conversation. Of course, she left out a lot of things that were too private, but after she was finished and they moved on to another topic, her nipples ached for his touch. She couldn’t wait to have him back inside her.
If she were being totally honest, she’d have admitted to her friends that, in addition to liking him, there was also an addictive quality to it all. She craved him, she got her fix, and then she always wanted more. Her insatiable appetite was not just for the sex but for the whole confusing mix of physical and emotional feelings. Needing and wanting him had quickly become a huge part of her life.
And she wasn’t sure if that was a good or a bad thing. All she knew was she was in deep.
Real deep.
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Saturday night hadcome and Hailey was a mess of nerves. She’d been reading and watching so many documentaries about outlaw motorcycle clubs that she now questioned her sanity in wanting to go to one of the club parties. She’d almost backed out, but when Goldie came by to pick her up, she pushed aside her nerves and fears and decided to embrace it. After all, it was only one night.
