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We downed three shots in a row before I felt the dizzying effects. It doesn’t matter, though, because Roxy pulls me onto the dance floor before it can really take hold. I throw my hands up as the girls hype me up.

Before I know it, I’m sweating. It doesn’t even matter what songs are playing because we are all in the partying mood. We dance and let loose like only you can when you’re surrounded by protectors and don’t have a care in the world.

The clubhouse is packed tonight, and there are people everywhere. Everyone is drinking, dancing, and generally having a great time. Even though I see their guys scattered throughout the clubhouse, they haven’t bothered the girls and me since we’ve been on the dance floor.

I’m actually shocked that they’ve let us dance this long without interrupting. Usually, Sassy can’t dance for two minutes before Ace is on her, and the same goes for Roxy. Stone doesn’t let that woman breathe without him being next to her.

Then there’s Bishop; even when we weren’t a couple, I couldn’t go two steps without feeling his eyes on me. Just like now. He hasn’t approached me yet, but I saw him as soon as we walked in.

Bishop is playing pool, which has a clear view of the dance floor. He’s been watching my every hip roll and booty shake since I walked through the door. I can’t say that I hate his attention, especially now that I know how he puts it down in the bedroom. His attention is definitely going to have me aching in all the right places.

Bishop notices me looking at him, and when we make eye contact, he licks his juicy lips, blows me a kiss, and winks. I feel a slight shiver run through my body because I know exactly what that naughty mouth of his can do.

I start toward Bishop, but someone pushes me from behind. I stumble a bit but catch myself. I turn around expecting an apologetic partygoer, but instead I’m met with Trixie’s smug smile.

“You should watch where you’re goin’,” Trixie says, smirking.

“Bitch, are you outta yo rabbit ass mind?” Dee says from behind me.

“Don’t go gettin’ all ghetto. I was just tryin’ to help. A clumsy bitch needs to always watch her step.” Trixie rolls her eyes.

This is the second time this bitch has tried me. There won’t be a third. Sometimes it’s easier to show people than to tell them.

I walk right up to Trixie and slap the smirk right off her raggedy ass face.

CHAPTER 15

DANCING THE NIGHT AWAY

BISHOP

One minute, I’m across the room flirting with my woman, then the next I’m hauling ass trying to get to her before she wipes the floor with a bunny. Trixie has been asking for a good ass whoopin’ for a minute now. It’s partially my fault for not putting her in her place sooner.

Honestly, as mean as I am, I felt a little guilty about how I used Trixie. Yeah, I know that we’re both grown, and I made it clear from the start what it was between us. But I still used her to make Blue jealous, and I can admit that was shitty.

However, it doesn’t give her the right to start any shit. I just told that bitch as soon as Blue and I got together that there would never be anything between us again. Trixie acted cool and collected, but I should’ve known that she was just giving me lip service.

Before I can get across the room, Blue and Trixie are on the floor scrappin’. I must say that my woman is getting the best of Trixie, just like I knew she would. When I reach them, Mix and Lurk are pulling them apart.

Lurk is a little too handsy with my woman, with his arms completely wrapped around her body. I know he’s just trying to help, but that shit rubs me the wrong way. I head straight for Lurk and snatch both him and Blue up.

Lurk grunts and Blue keeps trying to get at Trixie. I drag both their asses halfway across the room before I let Lurk go. I grab Blue around her upper body so she can’t swing and I can calm her down.

“Damn, man! You didn’t have to carry me like that!” Lurk’s face is red, and his eyes are wild.

Logically, I know that he was just trying to help, but that doesn’t mean I’ll let a fucking prospect holler at me. I don’t let anybody fucking yell at me. And it ain’t gonna start now.

“Watch your tone, motherfucker. You were trying to help, so I’m not gonna rock your shit, but you’re on thin ice. Go help calm those bitches down and stay outta my way before I change my mind,” I angrily reply.

Lurk grunts, but he moves his ass to do what I said. Blue is still breathing hard, but she has stopped struggling. I turn her around to look at her face to make sure she doesn’t have any cuts or bruises.

I give her a good once-over and see that she doesn’t have a mark on her. The only things that give away she was in a fight are her hair and shirt. Her afro is a little lopsided, and her shirt is ripped.

“That bitch had it comin’.” Blue narrows her pretty brown eyes, looking over my shoulder.

I know my baby wants to get back over there and finish whopping Trixie’s ass, but that’s not gonna happen. As much as Trixie had it coming, Blue doesn’t need to fight. I’m the one who fights all of her battles now.

“I know, but you don’t need to be fightin’.” I pull Blue’s face towards me so she can focus on what I’m saying.