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Frost was standing by the front door with his arms folded over his chest.
“You hiding out here?” I asked him.
He rolled his eyes. “Fucking Luna,” he grumbled. “She’s the annoying little sister I never wanted.”
I clapped him on the shoulder. “Why do you think I don’t hang out here as much?”
Frost smirked. “Probably because of her.” He nodded to Reva at the bar who was talking to Greta.
“She’s only been in the picture a few days. I figured out a while ago if I didn’t hang out here, I wouldn't have Luna up my ass.”
“Well, lesson fucking learned.” He pushed off the wall. “I’ll see who I can talk to in the back. Indiana doesn’t go back on for a while. I’ll talk to her.” He took off to the hallway that led to the girl’s large dressing room.
Zig and Zag were camped at one of the far tables, but they were at least chatting with the waitress who was serving them. If they were actually talking about Bunny, I didn’t know.
I spotted Pie on the other side of the stage talking to a girl who was about to hop on. I wished like hell that I could have just stayed with Reva, but I knew if I helped out talking to the girls, then we might get some answers faster. I headed down the hall after Frost and sighed.
Get this shit done, and then, I could get back to Reva.
*
Reva
“Hero is going to kill you.”
Greta glared at Luna and dropped a cherry into the glass. “Oh, phooey. Have a little fun, Luna.”
Luna grabbed the bottle of Amaretto and set it under the bar. “You’re getting his ol’ lady drunk when he isn’t around.”
Greta set the glass in front of me. “Those sound like club rules, and last I check, neither of us were part of the club.” Greta winked at me. “Bottoms up, sweetheart.”
My head was fuzzy from the three I had already drunk, and part of me yelled to not touch it. The other part of me knew it tasted delicious and wondered what I was doing, waiting to do
wn it.
Maybe I should sip this one. The last three had gone down so smooth that I drank them without thought.
Greta had been sticking close to me since Hero went to work, and Luna had been over on and off.
“How long is Hero working for?”
Greta smiled.
Luna rolled her eyes.
“Work?” Greta asked.
I waved my hand around and leaned forward to catch the straw with my lips. Keeping the glass on the bar was better than me trying to hold it. I had almost dumped my last one when I tried to clap. “You know,” I mumbled. I finally snagged the straw after chasing it around and took a long sip.
“No, I don’t know,” Luna drawled.
She was still scary to me, but she wasn’t as intimidating. When Luna had disappeared for a few minutes, Greta had clued me in that Luna was a bit of a bitch, but she had her reasons. The biggest was that she was pissed she could run Sultry Knights, but she really had no say when it came to anything. It sounded like she wanted to be part of the motorcycle club, but Greta said that wasn’t possible since she was a woman.
I stifled a yawn with the back of my hand. Booze made me tired. Now I remembered that. “Whatever it is that he’s doing, is he almost done?”
Luna rolled her eyes. “It’s club business, sweetheart, and unfortunately, none of us are privy to it.”
Greta laughed. “Well, normally you’re not but if you wanna be like Luna, just barge into church and demand to know what is going on.”
