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A few minutes later, Keg put his limp dick back in his pants.
“Be good while I’m gone, Regina. Make the customers happy showing off your titties. If I hear any complaints from the regulars, I’ll be forced to deal with you.” He lumbered out of the room like a giant troll and slammed the door.
I vaulted to my feet and bolted to the bathroom. Gagging into the porcelain sink, I emptied my stomach of Keg’s vileness.
This is your life, Reign. And rightly so after leaving the most incredible, sexy, strong, protective man. You stupid bitch should’ve never listened to your parents. How could you believe the grass is greener in New York than in North Dakota?
Yep, I’d gotten what I deserved after wantingmore.
I gargled mouthwash and spat it in the sink, but Keg’s taste lingered regardless. I pushed thoughts of him out of my head as I removed my bra, fluffed my kinky long curls, and applied fresh lipstick.
Mona probably wondered where I’d gone.
Time to pull up my big girl panties and return to the bar to help my friend—sort of friend. I wasn’t sure if I could trust Mona. Keg probably had her in his back pocket to keep tabs on me. I knew they fucked. I also knew she was in love with him.
She could have him.
Except he didn’t want her.
Keg had said when the lights were off, he could fuck anyone. Pussy was pussy, and Mona had a decent body.
But it was my bronze skin and full lips Keg preferred. He had even raved about my “exotic beauty” when he was being nice. He didn’t care for vanilla, not that I was as dark as chocolate. My skin was more mocha—a perfect blend of my Puertorican mother and white father.
My parents would be mortified at how low I’d sunk. Bartending topless in a biker bar wasn’t what they had wanted for me. They’d worked hard to put me through college. It would break their hearts if they knew I hadn’t finished.
So many people would be disappointed in me: my mom, dad, Granny, and Jonah. Jonah would be more disappointed than anyone else. His opinion mattered most. Thankfully, he’d never know I was a college dropout serving beer to bikers topless.
At least I’d never have to face him. He’d told me to never return to his world. And I hadn’t. But I wouldn’t be mixed up with Keg if I’d felt comfortable going home.
I eyed the bruising on my face and throat. Lightly I touched my cheek. Anger smoldered in my belly. No woman should ever be struck by a man or disrespected. She should be treated as an equal. Loved and cherished.
Bitch you had all that once and gave it up.
“Fuck it.” I turned the light off and stomped out of the bedroom, following the bluesy tunes downstairs. Keg and I lived above the bar. Not ideal, but definitely convenient.
Giving my nipples a twist to perk them up, I blew out a breath and plastered on a fake smile as I entered.
“Mona, I’m back. Sorry to leave you hanging.” I went behind the bar and picked up a dish towel.
“Oh my gosh,” she gasped, staring at me. “Your face.”
I’d already forgotten Keg had hit me. “It’s nothing.” I rested a hand on my hip to assess the room. We usually didn’t get busy until after four. The few regulars and two prospects in the bar should’ve been no probably for Mona to serve.
“He didn’t seem in a bad mood when he left.” Her cheeks turned pink. “He kissed me goodbye.” She watched for my reaction.
“What can I say? Guess I have that effect on him.” I shrugged my shoulders, turning my back to the room. “I’m gonna restock. If you need me, come get me from the back.”
“I can restock.”
“Nope. Already on it.” I pushed through the swinging doors leading to the storage room. I needed a minute to collect myself.
First.
Why had Keg kissed her goodbye? Most likely because the asshole knew she’d tell me.
Second.
Why the fuck did it bother me? I didn’t want him. I hated him.
