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Kristy had given them a lot to think about. A lot to take back to Copper. The fact the prez trusted him with this intel gathering task before he’d officially patched in meant the fucking world to him. Copper understood how important it was for Thunder to be heavily involved in taking down the CDMC. He owed it to Viper and to Cassie, who he’d admittedly been avoiding since that fateful day.
“Thanks, Kristy.”
“Yep,” she said, popping the p. “Just keep me out of it, like I said, I got bills to pay.”
“Will do, babe. You gonna be at my patch-in?”
Tex’s eyes lit at the question. Poor guy was practically slobbering over the sexy stripper.
“No,” Kristy said, the perfect amount of whine in her voice. Not enough to grate on the ears, but sufficient to make her glossy mouth look kissable. She was so damn practiced. If she wanted, she could have Tex eating out of her hand and acting as her manservant within minutes. The woman had some serious power. “I took a gig with the other club before I knew about it.” She shifted her eyes to Tex. “Save me a dance for the next party, handsome?”
“Yeah, sure. Uh, fuck yeah.” Tex grinned so big, his fucking cheeks were gonna crack.
Thunder rolled his eyes as he caught the mirth in Kristy’s. She rose slowly, drawing every male eye in the place, just as she intended. Lived for. There was nothing the woman wanted more than the attention of all Y chromosomes.
Kristy was a prime example of why Thunder had never had a relationship in his life. How could anyone trust it? Lust and attraction? Sure, that was easy. Chemicals, needs, and physical urges could be easily satisfied. But the bullshit called love? Come on. Nothing but a game of one-upmanship, gold-digging, and emotional blackmail with some fucking thrown in, so the poor assholes in the relationship at least felt like they were getting something out of the deal.
A whole lotta time, effort, sacrifice, and compromise for what? Eventual heartbreak? Feeling like shit? Hurting each other in the deepest way possible?
Fuck that.
He’d grown up seeing the worst of the worst when it came to relationships. Men and women tearing each other down, beating each other up, and leaving the person they loved in complete ruins. So he’d done what his mother had done and taught himself not to give a shit and used the lessons learned to make a good life for himself.
Bodies were easy. Attraction was easy. Sex was easy. He looked good and knew how to work what his mama gave him to attract the opposite sex, get paid, and get out.
That was why he needed to refrain from acting on his attraction to Makenna. She wasn’t just a body; wasn’t an easy way to bust a nut. She was the type of girl that came with feelings, emotion, and fucking suffering.
Kristy bent forward, giving him an unobstructed view at her tits. Then she placed a wet one right on his mouth. She kissed as she did everything, with skill, practice, and an end goal in mind.
He let her slip her tongue in his mouth for a quick taste but ended it there. When she drew back, her attention wasn’t even on him, but on Tex, who looked ready to hop across the table and get some for himself.
Thunder resisted rolling his eyes. She could kiss him like that all day long, and he’d never feel a thing and never want more.
“Bye, boys,” she said with a wiggle of her fingers. She turned and strutted her way toward the exit with her long legs eating up the distance in no time. Her ass twitched each time those spiky heels hit the ground. Male gazes tracked every step she made.
“Damn, you’re a lucky motherfucker. You know that?”
“Why? Cuz she stuck her tongue in my mouth?” The woman had probably kissed ten guys before him already that day. Tex had a lot to learn.
“Fuck yeah, man,” Tex said. “A kiss like that? That woman wants you bad.”
Thunder snorted, but his eyes fell to Kristy like every other schmuck in the coffeeshop. “That wasn’t a kiss. It was a chess move.”
“What the fuck are you talking about?” The guy had a home-grown sweetness about him. One a man-eater like Kristy would zero in on in no time. He’d have to remember to keep an eye out for Tex the next time Kristy was in house. He liked the guy and didn’t want him ending up with a satisfied dick but an empty wallet.
No less than three men approached Kristy as she made her grand exit. She handed each one a card, no doubt for the strip club she worked at, before leaving the building.
Just as he was about to tell Tex they had to jet, he caught sight of Makenna watching him through the front window of the shop. She stood outside with a scrunched forehead and a frown on her pretty face, staring straight at him like she was trying to piece together a complicated puzzle.
