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She thinks on it, sucking her cheek in to chew on the inside of her mouth. “Fine.”
“Thank you,” I say, as if I’m doing her a favor.
“Anyway, I better go.” She opens the car door.
“Wait. Give me your phone.”
She furrows her brows in confusion. “Why?”
“Because after I get this mess sorted out, I need to get ahold of you.”
“Oh, right.” She digs around in her bag and produces an old, off-brand phone with a cracked screen. “There’s no password to get in.”
I sigh and fumble my way through her old as fuck apps. “There. You have my number. Call or text if you need anything, Vivi. I mean it.”
“Right. Because you’re so reliable.” She steps out of the car but ducks back in to deliver a final blow. “I’ve made it this long without you; why would I need you for anything now?”
She slams the door shut and stomps to the front door. Once she’s safely inside, I throw the car in reverse and make my way back to work, my thoughts jumbled inside my head. Having Vivi show up tonight wasn’t even on my fucking radar. With opening this business, I’ve spent a lot of time thinking of different scenarios and how to get out of them, and this was so far out of leftfield it’s almost laughable.
That’s the thing about growing up dirt fucking poor and without any support; I’m not only self-reliant to a fault, I’m also ingenious. No matter the situation, I can find my way out, and there’s no doubt I’ll figure my way out of this too. I just need to think it through.
The party is still in full swing when I walk back inside the Honey Pot. One of our courtesans is in a thong and pasties, swinging on a pole, a few of my brothers as her audience. Each of them has a woman on their lap and a drink in hand. I find a few in the lounge, still chatting, but I can’t seem to find Lucky. Knowing his freaky ass, he talked one of the women into exploring the Galaxy Room. The dude has been obsessed with aliens since we were kids.
I don’t want to kill anyone’s vibe, so I walk to the bar, where Mustang is nursing a beer while he and the bartender watch the debauchery around them. I give my brother credit for sticking around, even though women aren’t his thing.
“Here are your keys back.” I slide the fob over the bar to the bartender. “Thanks for letting me borrow it.”
“No problem.”
“What’s your name?”
“Paxson.”
“Paxson?” I ask because the music is loud, and I’ve never heard that name before.
“Yeah. You want anything from the bar?”
I nod. “Gimme a whiskey on the rocks.”
“On it.”
While he pours my drink, I shift my attention to Mustang. “Having fun?”
He grins. “It’s adorable how a nice ass and a pair of perky tits make them so happy.”
“Be thankful they do nothing for you. A pair of tits and a nice ass mean nothing but trouble.”
He laughs. “Speaking of tits, ass, and trouble, I saw you leave with all three in tow. Who is she? You looked like you knew her.”
“She’s my sister, but I don’t know her,” I admit. Paxson sets my drink in front of me, and I slide him a twenty. “Keep the change.”
“Thanks, man.”
“Sister?” Mustang asks incredulously. “I thought you were an only child.”
“I am. When I was sixteen, my dad married some broad who had a kid. I was only around her for two years before I split.”
He looks at me even more confused. “How come you’re just now mentioning this?”
