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He eyes me speculatively and reaches for my beer. “I better take this one.”
I clutch it to my chest before he can steal it away. “Don’t you dare.”
Scanning the crowd, his face lights up. “Thank fuck. There he is.”
I spin to look, but the stool moves faster than I’m expecting, and I fall backward onto the man sitting next to me, my upper body landing in his lap. “Oops.”
“Hey there, darlin’.” The bearded man grins as he helps right me.
“Flint,” Colin greets him. “I see you’ve met Navy.”
“This one belong to you?” Flint asks, humor lacing his tone.
“Yup.” He turns those mystical green orbs on me. “Having a good time?”
“I drank beer,” I say dumbly.
“I see that.” He takes the stool next to me.
“Are those women strippers?” I whisper, pointing to the stage.
“Not in an official capacity.”
“Amateurs?”
He nods with an appreciative smirk. “I guess you could say that. Why?”
“Think they’d let me try?” I move to stand, suddenly feeling confident. I’ve never danced in public before, but I always see it at Honey Pot. It can’t be that hard.
“Whoa there, tiger.” He pushes me back down. “I don’t think that’s a good idea.”
I place my elbow on the bar and rest my chin in my palm. “How am I going to reclaim my sexuality with you constantly getting in my way?”
He freezes in place. “Reclaim what now?”
“I applied at the Honey Pot because I needed the money, but then it turned into more, you know?”
“No, I don’t know.”
I roll my eyes. “Sex was always just something Ihadto do. Like a job, only worse. But I don’t want it to be. I want to be like Betty and Ariel and the other girls. They love it. They want to do it.”
“What do you mean, ‘a job’? Who’s making you have sex with them?”
I straighten my spine, sobering for a second when I realize what I almost said. “Never mind.”
“No, tell me.” There’s a bite to his tone now, and I know I’ve said too much.
“It’s nothing.” I wave him off.
He sighs, realizing I’m not going to talk. “So you want to get up on stage and dance in front of a bunch of bikers so you can, what? Feel sexy or some shit?”
“Exactly.” I boop his nose.
“Hate to break it to you, but these guys think anything with a pair of tits is sexy.”
I look down at my nearly non-existent boobs. “Oh.”
“That’s not what I meant.” He grips my knees and spins me to face him. Bold move considering Flint got a lap-full of me last time that happened, but I keep myself upright this time. “You know you’re gorgeous.”
