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Jordan suddenly yawns, then rolls out of bed on his side. “I’m getting tired. Think I’ll head on home. We’ll pick this up another day?” he turns to ask Thane while slipping his feet into his shoes.
“You sure?” Thane questions him like he’s sad he’s leaving.
“Yeah. See ya. Happy birthday, RJ,” he says before he walks out of the room with a grin.
As soon as I hear the front door shut, I say, “What was that about?”
“What was what about?”
“You and Jordan! Were you two…did you want to…”
“Fuck him?” Thane rolls his brown eyes at me. “Oh my god, RJ! He’s a kid.”
“Yeah, he is.”
“And he prefers women, just like you, blondie,” he adds, his gaze going back to the television screen, which is still frozen. “What happened to the blonde whispering slutty nothings in your ear?” he asks.
“Who?”
“The woman sitting on your lap at the bar? No doubt telling you all the things she wanted to do with you tonight?”
“Oh. She gave me a ride home.”
“After you fucked her in the bar’s bathroom?”
“What? No! I didn’t even kiss her.”
“Why not?”
“I don’t…I don’t know.”
“You don’t know, or you don’t want to say?”
“I don’t know.”
“Bullshit.”
I notice he’s wearing an old rock band tee, which is unusual. He put it on to go out in public. But why isn’t he wearing his patches? “Where’s your cut?” I ask to change the topic.
“If I can’t ride, I can’t wear Devil Hound colors.”
“Oh.”
“You can’t distract me. I’m not going to let this go, RJ. Why did you bust in here instead of hooking up with the blonde at the bar?”
“It doesn’t matter.”
“You sure about that?” When I don’t respond, Thane says, “The only reason I apologized and promised not to touch you again is because I thought you came to the hospital to kill me. That’s what the guys all assumed.”
He thought I was going to…kill him? “You thought I would do that? That I would kill you for what? Kissing me?”
“And groping you against your will.”
“That wasn’t…it wasn’t against my will. I wanted it.”
“Then why the fuck did you yell at me to stay away from you before you left?” he exclaims as he slides out of bed and comes up to stand in front of me.
“Because you and your club were holding Jordan hostage!” I remind him. “You kidnapped him, and it was my fault!”
