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Ipick up the empty tray just as the door opens, and Bishop saunters in. The drinks are on the table, slightly watered-down. Oh well. It was worth it.
Christ, what was I thinking? I wasn’t. Not at all. I’m not the type of woman who has sex in public — especially when there’s a huge possibility of getting caught. It’s not me. Never has been.
But it was me. For Dash.
I blush, my lips swollen from the blowjob I gave him. If Bishop notices, he doesn’t say a word. Good man.
Slipping out with the tray, I head back to the bar. We’ve gotten busier, so I jump right in, helping with drinks. Music blares from the jukebox, some of the crowd dancing along.
“You get the drinks up to the VIP?” Allie asks.
“Yep.”
“Okay, I’m going to go grab that table in the corner and check on refills. I think we’re going to have to hire some servers.”
I nod in agreement. Of course, this could be an opening night crowd. Don’t want to get ahead of ourselves by thinking this will be an every night thing. When Ryan owned the place, we were crazy busy the first few months, and it slowly started dying down. No idea why. I would hate for that to happen this go-round.
I hand the person across from me three beers, and he slips a twenty into my hand, telling me to keep the change. I move on to the next person and glance up to see more people coming in. The men who walk in are wearing cuts. The Fallen Eagles MC. The RBMC recently made an alliance with them, needing their help to take out a rival club. Skylar approaches them and points them toward the VIP room.
“Hey, can you take some more drinks to the guys? Just take them a couple bottles of Jack. That should cover them for a bit,” Allie says, dumping some empty glasses into the sink.
“Sure thing.”
I grab some shot glasses and two bottles from the shelf before heading upstairs. I’d rather go now than interrupt later. Easing the door open, Hunter motions me inside. The two clubs are standing around talking. Some are at the window, looking down at the bar. Mason is in the corner talking to one of the Eagles. I’m not interrupting anything official, which is good.
Dash slips away from Bishop and Jake, strutting over to me. He helps me with the tray, pouring himself a drink.
“Would you tell me no now? If I asked you to sit on my cock with everyone in here?”
I roll my eyes. “Not going to happen.”
He grins and winks. Cocky bastard. He has a reason to be cocky, though. I gave in. I swore I wouldn’t, but I did. Do I regret it? The verdict is still out on that.
“Bring the whiskey!” Mason calls out, and the man he was talking to turns around.
Blonde hair. Eyes as green as emeralds. Lips I used to taste for days. Owen Preytor.
I immediately head out, not wanting him to see me. I had no idea he was one of the Eagles. When we were together, he mentioned his dad being a biker and wanting him to follow in his footsteps. That’s why he wanted me to leave with him.
It’s been years since I’ve seen Owen. I ended things with him. Chose Ryan, chose the father of my child, and let him go. That is a regret I’ve lived with. Not a single day has gone by that I haven’t wondered about what could’ve been. That I didn’t miss him.
Until Dash.
But did Owen think about me too? And what happens now that he’s no longer a memory? He’s right here in the flesh.
