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Country sure liked it.
I didn’t need that reminder.
I set my drink back on the bar and ran a hand through my light brown hair while Saint and Gun argued some more. Picking at a couple of strands, I pulled it up to look at it. My hair wasn’t anything special, a boring color, really. I glanced over at the roach, who had her arm curled around Country’s waist while he spoke with another member. I hated to admit it, but she had amazing long blonde hair that seemed full of life and not dull like mine.
Oh hell no. I wasn’t comparing myself to her.
No way.
“Dusty, hey.” Courtney stepped up with a smile and her one-year-old on her hip.
“Hi, Court. How are things?” She was State’s woman, and they were set to get married in a couple of months. To me, they were the perfect couple. Courtney had been a godsend with the club girls. Since she became an old lady, the bitchiness was cut down, a schedule was made for cleaning and cooking, and she was so nice it hurt my teeth sometimes.
“Court, I have a question for you,” Gun said.
“Abort. Run, Court, run.” I gently shoved at her side, but she only laughed.
“What question?”
“Do you prefer to give or receive head?”
“Receive,” she said instantly. “State does this thing with his tongue that—”
Saint covered her mouth. “Dear God, woman, we don’t need to hear anythin’ about State and his tongue. Especially not in front of young ears.” He dropped his hand and turned to Gun. “Still, I appreciate your honesty.” Saint crossed his arms over his chest and smirked at his husband.
Gun shot him the middle finger. “I’m gonna ask some more first.” He quickly walked off and called out to Country. I didn’t want to hear Country’s answer, so I excused myself. When I didn’t see Tech anywhere, I went up to the rooms supplied to the club girls and entered my own. I didn’t have the energy to drive home to an empty house, knowing my parents would be either away on a trip for work or in their offices. I liked staying at the compound because there was always noise in the background.
I hoped Tech would finish whatever Country had him doing soon, and when he did, he’d come to my room. I had to move on. I had to let go of this infatuation and how it had controlled me for far too long.
The first step to get over him would be to sleep with another brother. If that didn’t work, maybe, just maybe, it was time for me to move on from the compound. I worried I was sticking around here for all the wrong reasons. Like this place was the only way to fix my loneliness. Could it be possible I was going about things the wrong way? Was I supposed to be out in the world finding friends and dating someone who had nothing to do with the club?
Maybe.
