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“She’s a whirlwind, isn’t she?” the bartender asked. Together, we watched her leave. His voice revealed his fondness for the older woman, which only confirmed her awesomeness. Bartenders tended to be excellent judges of people, or so I had always told myself. At the moment, I saw nothing to contradict his opinion of the mysterious Valentina. If I was into women, she would have been my type hands down… Too bad I just had to put up with men to get dick instead.
“She is,” I agreed. “I’ll be back for more shots in a bit. The girl—”
“Hazel!” Eliza called out. I heard her voice before I saw her pushing her way through the growing crowd.
I glanced back at the bartender. “Nevermind. Can I get a round of those shots for us and another round of the neon storm? Four of each.”
After I paid for them, he slid over eight shots; the others had arrived, so everyone grabbed two before Eliza led us to a tall table next to the dance floor. Valentina hadn’t been kidding about the buzz. I was already feeling great.
“Dad’s moving up the trip, so I leave tomorrow,” Teagan announced. “That means it’s an early night for me. Flying hungover is a bitch.”
“You need electrolytes and tylenol before and after sleep,” Eliza said. I swore that woman had a remedy for everything. Hell, she probably had both in her purse right now.
Teagan laughed. “Will do, Mom.” She raised the electric blue shot and began a toast. “To travel and living our lives how we fucking want.” We followed her, tapping them together before throwing back the shots. It tasted like candy, and I just knew we’d be in trouble with shots like these. They went down a bit too easily.
“I got a job too!” Sienna added. She’d been quiet, so I should have known she was holding something in. “As a waitress. There’s a casino on the edge of town.”
“Why do you sound so unsure?” I asked, immediately picking up on her lack of enthusiasm. “You can say no if you don’t want the job.”
“I do,” she sighed. “I loved the environment, and the girl who was interviewing at the same time got it as well, and she was great. I just…”
Teagan groaned. “Out with it, woman.” Sienna loved to beat around the bush, and Teagan didn’t have the patience for it most of the time.
“They also have burlesque shows. God, I wish I could dance,” she whined. “The outfits, the stage, I want all of it… but I’m too fucking shy.”
“Girl, you may be shy around most people, but you aren’t with us,” I countered. “Work there for a bit and build up your confidence! Between your physique and love for it, you’d be a show stopper.”
“Agreed,” Eliza said without skipping a beat. She lifted the red shot in the air, and we followed. “To Sienna’s new job and building confidence. Because sheisgoing to move on to dancing someday.” Our friend grinned like the Cheshire Cat at that and clinked the glass before letting out a giggle. The first shot was already taking hold.
“To the dance floor!” Sienna shouted over the crowd. Now that she was done sharing her news, she was back to her normal self. Or at least the version we got. I wished she could find the confidence to show the rest of the world the sassy, fun woman she was.
I followed her out to the dance floor without question. All four of us were grinding against each other, deflecting needy alphas and betas, in minutes. Between the beat of the song and the alcohol flowing through my veins, I was having a great time.
Of course, someone always had to be the first to yell that they had to pee. All three of my besties did, but I wasn’t playing that game until I had to. While they moved away, I continued to dance. A smarter omega would have gone back to the table to wait, but the song that had just started was amazing, especially since the warm buzz from those shots were really starting to hit me.
“Need a couple of dance partners?” I looked up to see two identical men staring back at me. Well, identical in features. One had long hair, while the other kept his shorter hair styled back off his face. Aside from that and their clothes, their similarities were striking. They looked like the definition of trouble with a capital T, and that seemed like agreatidea right now.
“Sure,” I said, not bothering to exchange names. They moved in and sandwiched me between them, matching the sway of my hips. The guy with longer hair was in front of me, while the guy with slicked-back hair ground against my ass. Brown eyes watched me intently in the darkness of the bar, and I half-smiled, teasingly brushing closer to him. The alcohol was making me bold, but that wasn’t all of it. In the thirty seconds I’d been around them, I felt safe.
But that odd sense of safety wasn’t something I needed to focus on during girls’ night, so I ignored the heat rising in the man’s face. I closed my eyes and enjoyed every fucking moment of the two sexy betas making me the filling of a twin sandwich. I wasn’t ashamed to admit it was hot as fuck, and my pussy was begging me to have a one-night stand if they’d be willing. It had been way too long since I’d gotten laid—three, maybe four months, a fucking drought, to be honest.
But of course mother hen Eliza was back far too soon, pulling me out of their arms. I gave them an apologetic shrug before I was towed back to our table, a cup of water pushed into my hand.
“Drink this before you try to go home with strangers, Hazel,” she teased, but I didn’t miss the way her eyes traveled over my twin dance partners. I followed it and gave them a smirk before looking away. I could feel their eyes on me as we chatted through our water break, the attention not unwelcome. They wouldn’t be able to cut in again now, so I’d just have to save that sexy memory for later when my battery-operated boyfriend and I met up.
“Fuck!”I moaned, my legs tensing as my orgasm ran through me. It was good, but not as good as what those twin betas could have given me a few nights ago. I’d gone back to the bar twice since then but hadn’t seen them either time. Guess fate was telling me to get my fucking hormones under control.
Part of me wished I knew at least their names to add to my fantasy of the dark-eyed twins worshiping my body while my battery-operated boyfriend teased me. I shifted the toy, ready to get one more release in before I had to shower and head to work. I teased myself, building up my second orgasm, but right before I tipped over the edge… it died. Fuckingdead. I frantically hit the button, hoping against hope that it would turn back on, but nothing.Son of a fucking bitch, Bob!
A knock on my door, then Sienna was calling out, “Hazel! If you want that ride, I need to leave in the next five minutes!”
I had totally forgotten that I’d asked Sienna for a ride to work. Grabbing Bob, I took him into my bathroom and washed him off before throwing on one of the black work t-shirts and a black skirt. After the first few days, I slowly started incorporating more of my style into my work outfits. It was nice to show a bit of who I was, not to mention a money saver since I didn’t have to buy all new work-compliant outfits. Snagging black thigh-high fishnets, I stuffed them into my backpack and slipped into my boots just in time. When I saw Sienna waiting by the door, I triumphantly yelled out, “Made it!”
She just shook her head, amused, and we walked together out of the building. Sienna had gotten an old but nice beater of a car soon after she’d started her job at the casino. It was an old gold Toyota Corolla that was worn, with a few rust spots, but it was hers, and that was all that mattered. She felt safer driving herself at night than riding the bus alone, which we all understood. Despite the social rules that gave omegas the power of initiating relationships, like that asshole in the bar, some alphas and betas had zero regard for what they should and shouldn’t do.
I got into the front seat, leaving my seatbelt unbuckled so I could slip into the fishnets I had grabbed. Sienna laughed at my contortions, but hey, you try wiggling into fishnets without slamming your head into the roof of a car! “Don’t laugh at me, Sienna! It worked.”
“Can I start driving now? I’m not driving in the crazy city traffic until you’re buckled up.” She lifted an eyebrow, and I rolled my eyes, buckling up slowly. She waited for the click before starting the car. “Besides it’s going to be bad enough being stuck next to you since you practically reek of sex.”
