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She rolls her eyes to the ceiling, then brings them back to meet mine. “You really want to go to this party? Will you forget about me and Brent?”
“Forgotten,” I say, giving her a smile.
She matches a smile with my own, then she takes a step backward and reaches for her purse that’s on the bed. She sucks in a breath, takes a few steps toward the door and stops as she looks back at me.
“Let’s have some fun with some bad boys.”
“Yes, let’s,” I say with a smile. “Aren’t you afraid Brent will be upset?” I ask her.
She shrugs her shoulder. “I’m not going to do anything. We’re just going to have some fun. I’ll see him tomorrow and make it all up to him.”
I follow her to her car and once I sink down, I put on my seat belt and suck in a deep breath before I look over at her. She’s facing forward, her hands gripping the steering wheel as she stares straight ahead but doesn’t make any other moves.
“Should we not do this?” I ask.
She turns to me, her eyes finding mine and holding my gaze. “Oh we’re doing this,” she says, her lips curving up into a grin.
I’m completely and totally scared out of my mind, but I don’t want to turn back now. I’ve never done anything this crazy before. I’m nervous, scared, and excited all at the same time. Sinking my teeth into the flesh of my bottom lip, I stare into the darkness ahead of me as Jenna begins to drive.
RIFF
Running my hands through my hair, I walk into the clubhouse and look around. There’s a party starting and I’m not sure if it’s exactly what I want to do tonight or not. It’s been a really rough couple of days. There has been so much fucking drama with all of the new clubs joining ours, the LA Mafia, the fucking strip club… all of it.
There’s also the fact that I’ve been drowning myself in booze and cheap pussy for far too long. I need to do more for my club. I need to be a better member, better brother. I’m not doing much good by just going to work, coming here, fucking women, and drinking.
Clearing my throat, I look around the clubhouse and let out a sigh before I make my way toward the bar. The prospect opens, then slides a beer across to me and I thank him as I bring it to my lips. I stay there, perched on the chair, feeling much like Happy who is at the end of the bar at his usual and permanent place.
I don’t know how long I stay in my spot. The beers stack up. I drink one after the other, then another, until something bumps into my elbow. Looking to the side, I lift a brow at the little, deep redhead that stands next to me.
Dipping my chin, I look down at her body and clear my throat. She shifts her attention over to me. She sucks in a breath, then gives me a shaky smile. She looks hot as fuck, wearing a short skirt and a barely there top.
“I’m sorry,” she breathes, her voice shaky.
“Sorry?” I ask.
She looks down at the bar top, then slowly lifts her gaze to meet mine. “For bumping into you,” she says sweetly.
I look at her, taking her in completely and shake my head slowly. “You better go home, buttercup. Isn’t it past your bedtime?” I ask.
Her brows rise and her lips twitch at my words. “I’m sure it is, but I’m not going anywhere.”
She’s so sure of herself, so insistent. Turning to her a little more, I look at her completely. She’s gorgeous in a very subtle way. She’s not flashy, she isn’t wearing dark, thick makeup and while her clothes are sexy as hell, she isn’t trying too hard. She hasn’t had any surgical enhancements either. I can see her natural beauty shining through what she’s wearing.
“I’m Riff,” I announce.
She tilts her head to the side, her eyes staying focused on mine. “Tanner.”
Lifting my hand, I don’t look away from her as I motion for the prospect to make his way over to us. “You want a beer, something stronger?”
“Stronger,” she says almost immediately. I see the wickedness in her gaze, the wild streak that flashes in her eyes. Fuck me. She is going to be trouble of the best kind, I can feel it deep in my dick.
“Vodka and Sprite,” I call out without even looking at the prospect.
He doesn’t exist for me. There is only Tanner right now. I can’t remember the last time a woman interested me this much. I don’t think one ever has, not like this.
