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“So, why the sudden need to escape the testosterone zone?” Rose asked as she handed me a glass of wine.
I took it gratefully, taking a swig before I answered, “I’m a little fed up with alpha males to be quite honest.” We were sitting at a small dining room table in the middle of her kitchen. It was a cute two-bedroom place, small but workable. It was also in an excellent location, just off one of the main roads that lead into Athens city center.
She frowned at me before swiftly turning and rummaging through her kitchen cupboard.
“Um, what are you doing?”
“It’s here somewhere,” she mumbled.
“What’s there?”
“Thermometer. I think you must be sick.” She continued to search the cupboard and I couldn’t help but laugh.
“Sit down, woman. I’m fine.”
She smirked and took a seat back at the table, swirling her wine in her glass. “Just the other day you were telling me how I wouldn’t know what sex was until I did the dirty with some alpha male biker. What’s changed?”
“Nothing’s changed. I stand by that.” I laughed. “I guess I just needed some time out.”
“From a certain biker in particular?”
I pursed my lips and screwed up my face. “I think I’ve always known that I’ve had more feelings for him than he has for me. I mean, I’ve been around for like three years now and he’s always kept me close but not quite close enough.”
“Maybe he’s scared. Has he been hurt before?” she enquired with a tilt of her head.
I shrugged. “Previous relationships are off the talking cards.”
“Isn’t Friday always a big night in at the club? How did you manage to allow them to let you out tonight?”
I smirked and threw back the last of the wine in my glass. “The only way I knew I’d be able to leave—I didn’t tell them. “
She swallowed tightly and followed suit as I stood and tucked my chair back under the table. “Chelsea, won’t they come after you?”
I looked up and my smile slowly transformed a grin. “No doubt about it, so we better get going.”
“I think you’re playing with fire.” She laughed as she pulled her front door closed behind us.
I shrugged. “I like it hot.”
Rose and I caught a taxi to a local nightclub. I purposefully avoided the ones I knew were affiliated with the Brothers by Blood. I knew Optimus was going to be pissed I’d taken off tonight without asking first, and I knew he’d send someone to get me. But like fuck, I was going to make it easy on them.
My dress was a stunning shade of pink, a sort of dark fuschia and it fit perfectly to my body. Rhinestones were sprinkled all over the tight fabric which was bordering the sexy side of indecent. I know club girls were always looked at for dressing slutty, in barely there clothing with just a hint of self-esteem, but I didn’t care. I worked hard to keep the body that I had. So what if I wanted to show it off?
I wasn’t going out to pick up a man, my loyalties still lie with the club. But if I was going out, I sure as hell was going to do it feeling good about myself.
“Drink?” Rose called out, gesturing with her hand just in case I couldn’t hear her over the music which was assaulting my eardrums.
“Whiskey!” I yelled back as I pointed over my shoulder. “I’m gonna grab a table.” She frowned at my drink choice but nodded.
I weaved my way through patrons and found a small booth at the edge of the dance floor but still close to the bar. It was a little bit quieter and would allow us to chit chat without having to yell. The place was packed. I couldn’t say I’d ever been there before, but it was nice and the set up was great.
If we managed to get out of the clubhouse for the night, the boys would always drag us to places the club owned. We would have our VIP space and the boys could chill out knowing that no one would mess with them under their own roof. It had been a long time since I’d been out dancing or clubbing without at least one of the brothers nearby. My stomach turned a little. I was both nervous and excited.
“How do you drink that stuff?” Rose asked loudly as she took a seat at our small table. Rose wore a sparkly black halter top and a tight denim mini. It was a simple outfit, but she had paired it with some killer knee-high black boots that laced up the back corset style.
A couple of older men leered as they passed by us, their eyes starting at our legs and moving up our bodies. It wasn’t the kind of look that made you feel sexy, though. Rose and I both shuddered and screwed up our faces causing us to laugh.
I took a swig of my whiskey.
