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JT raised his hands in a defending gesture and laughed.
“Don’t be a fucking asshole,Jersey.” Jagger said his name in a mocking way, knowing he hated being called by his actual first name. “Leave before I break that crooked nose of yours again.”
“Try me, bitch,” JT challenged, leaning in until their foreheads almost touched. Then JT laughed and patted Jagger’s cheek before walking away without giving me another look.
I let out the breath I was holding and set the bowl back onto the table. “Why is he like that?” I muttered.
“Because something struck him in the head when he was a kid. There’s nothing that can help him be normal so we just have to deal with his stupidity.” What Jagger said wasn’t true, and I liked to think that every man in this club wasn’t normal. They were all crazy, and JT just thrived off of being an asshole.
I sat back down and rested my head against the palm of my hand.
Jagger stepped over the bench to sit next to me, then he pressed a kiss to my cheek before wrapping his arm around my waist and pulling me closer to him. “Bad day?”
“I had a wonderful day up until the point when JT appeared,” I said with a sigh, then I met his eyes and smiled tightly. “How was your day?”
“Boring. Helped Tiny and Buffalo at the garage, fixed some cars, and now I’m here. Are you staying the night?”
I took another spoonful of my yogurt and shook my head. “I’m leaving after dinner.”
“Tired?”
“A little. I want to finish my book tonight.”
He studied me as I continued to eat, and I knew he was thinking of a reason for me to stay. With those eyes watching me, he’d convince me without speaking. I had to look away.
“How about you stay a while and we get drunk?” he suggested.
I didn’t drink too often, but Jagger often times managed to persuade me.
“I don’t know,” I said, pursing my lips as I played with my yogurt. “Woodrow won’t like it.”
“Woodrow doesn’t like anything you do. Nothing’s gonna change.”
He was right. I sighed. “Fine. But I won’t drink too much.”
Jagger smirked from ear to ear. “That’s what they all say.”
Chapter 7
REMEDY
I’ve had too much to drink.
Luckily, I was good at holding liquor. I ate enough thanks to Iris’ stares, and I even had dessert, something I wouldn’t have left out anyway.
I had a full stomach and a head that was spinning, and I had lost sight of Jagger who—like most times—decided he wanted to go have sex with one of the girls because he couldn’t get it from me.
Jagger liked to say things he didn’t mean when he was drunk. He often told me that I was perfect for him, if only I would let him fuck me.
He’d remember his words the next day and tell me he was sorry, and though he loved me, he would never ruin the friendship we had.
It was special. Even if he was an asshole and I a prude.
No, scratch that. I wasn’t a prude. I just wasn’t desirable.
I laughed at my thoughts and let my face fall into my hands. I needed to pee.
It had gotten late but everyone was still here. The men were drinking while the old ladies made sure they had more than just a beer intake, and the sweet butts were…well, being sweet butts.
