Page 17 of Suit

Atiana

Girls’ night!

Smiling to myself, I put down the phone.

Time to turn into a hot biker babe.

ELENA

I’m wearing my new outfit. My light blonde hair is straightened down my back, and my pale green eyes stand out with the smoky brown eyeshadow Ora put on me. Every time I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror, I pause. I didn’t even know I was capable of looking like this. Or maybe after all the compliments I’ve been receiving from these beautiful women, I’m slowly building up my confidence. My father would have a heart attack if he saw me dressed like this. But I’ve never felt more edgy and… sexy.

“Another round of shots before we head out there?” Meredith asks, filling the shot glasses in our hands.

My room is cramped with all of us in here, but we don’t mind. We sit on the floor in front of a mirror to do our makeup. The music is pumping, and we’ve done nothing but drink and laugh while getting ready together. I haven’t stopped smiling. Suit might not like me or think I’m his type, but he’s given me this, and I’m grateful for that.

Someone knocks on our door. “Xanthe?”

“Ghost is getting impatient.” Ora smirks, then frowns when she hears War’s voice out there too.

“Where’s my woman?” I hear called out, and Meredith laughs. It must be Bones.

“Are they all waiting out there?” Atiana laughs, pressing her red lips together. “Clingy much?”

“Ladies, let me in! The kids are asleep, so I can play now,” Lore calls out.

Isla rolls her eyes and opens the door. Lore must have been leaning against the door because he basically falls inside.

“Fuck, butterfly,” he groans when he sees Atiana. “You look fucking stunning. I need to talk to you for about thirty minutes before we head downstairs.”

“No, you’re going to have to wait until after.” She smirks but pulls him in for a kiss.

The men all grab their women, and I’m the only one without a man here doting on them. I’m also the only one without a property cut on. The women told me their men make them wear it when the other chapters are here to let them know they are taken.

Suddenly, Lore does a double take when he notices me. “Holy fuck, Elena. You look hot.”

The men suddenly snap their gazes to me, their expressions ranging from surprise to shock.

“Where the fuck is Suit?” Bones asks, his blue eyes dancing with humor. “He better get out here before the men see Elena.”

“Tonight is going to be… interesting.” Haze smirks, kissing Lu on the top of her head.

“You starting trouble, baby?” War asks Ora, cupping her face and kissing her.

“No,” she replies, lifting her chin. “She’s allowed to be hot. If he doesn’t appreciate it, I’m sure someone else will.”

Skull studies me and grins. “You look pretty, Elena.”

“Like a real biker old lady,” Lore adds, wrapping his free arm around me.

My cheeks heat at the compliments. “See.” Isla winks at me. “You look gorgeous.”

Ghost nods his head, agreeing.

“You are all too kind,” I mutter, tucking my hair back behind my ear.

We all head downstairs together. The bar is already filled with at least twenty people, some playing pool, some drinking, and some chatting with the club girls on the couch.

My eyes roam the room until they land on Suit, sitting at the bar with the club president, a drink in his hand. He looks toward our group, then does a double take when he sees me, his eyes flaring.