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They were in the gents’ bathroom with Tati — Marcus’ Little. She’d agreed to help Sophia look the part for the night.
‘You sure you don’t mind this?’ Wolf asked Sophia.
‘You kidding?’ she replied. ‘I’m having an amazing time!’
‘Hold still, honey,’ Tatiana said. She was holding an eyeliner pencil delicately between her thumb and forefinger, trying desperately to apply it to Sophia.
‘Sorry!’ Sophia said, moving again. Tati gave her alookand finally, Wolf’s excitable Little sat still in her chair. ‘I’m really sorry,’ she whispered. ‘I’m a little hyped. I’ve never looked such a badass before!’
‘Sorry if this a trade secret,’ Wolf asked Tati, ‘but how exactly did you get her hair to do… that?’
‘You mean the color or the shape?’ Tati asked, surveying her handiwork.
‘Both?’
Sophia’s hair — normally dark — was an acid green color and styled into a super punky style.
‘Color’s easy,’ Tati said. ‘Just had to find something strong enough to hide her dark hair.’
‘Don’t worry, Daddy,’ Sophia said. ‘It’ll wash out — it’s not permanent. Well, the green’s not. The bleach sort of is. But it’ll grow out.’
‘It’s okay, baby,’ he said. ‘It’s your hair. You can do what you want with it.’
‘It’s called amohawk updo,’ Tati said. ‘And honestly, it’s just a fancy braid. But it looks cool as heck.’
Wolf was about to say something complimentary when he heard a heavy fist hammering at the front door.
‘Party time,’ he said. ‘Soph, you ready?’
‘Tati? Am I ready?’
Tatiana applied a finishing touch of eyeliner. Sophia looked truly dramatic. Wolf wasn’t used to her wearing a lot of makeup like this. He liked her both ways — heck, he could have just plastered her face in chalk dust or soot and he’d still find her sexy as fuck — but he had to admit, it was exciting to see her like this.
‘Doll,’ said Tatiana, ‘you look good enough to eat.’
Sophia threw up devil horns. ‘Let’s rocking roll!’
‘Uhhhh,’ said Tati, ‘it’s rock an—’
‘Let’s not get caught up in semantics,’ Wolf said, barely stifling a laugh.
*
It looked set to be one of the most fun, wild evenings of Sophia’s life.
As they’d walked over to the front door, her Daddy whispered: ‘Never mind good enough to eat. You look good enough tofuck, naughty girl.’
‘I mightlooklike trouble, but I’m still a good girl,’ she said primly, resisting the urge to pat her mohawk updo.
‘Course you are, candy corn,’ Wolf said, giving her a wink so sexy it redefined what winks were capable of.
And things only got better from there.
Over the past weeks, Sophia had gotten to know the various members of the Drifters MC pretty well. Aside from acting as security and helping with the refurbishment of the place, the bikers had popped in just to hang out with Wolf. She’d picked up a huge amount of excitement from everyone — the guys were buzzing about their return to New York, and reopening the original location of The Den was such a big part of that.
Right now, everyone was here. Wolf stood right next to her, pouring out a measure of bourbon for Marcus, the Prez of the MC.
Marcus was one of the sweetest, most humble guys Sophia had ever met. One day, while Wolf had been too busy to fix her lunch, Marcus had gone to grab her a veggie burrito from a nearby Mexican place. They’d eaten together and he’d filled her in on why he’d set up the MC.
