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She snorts but starts getting dressed. By the time we’re done and Jinx has messed with her hair a little, the party is well underway.
A cheer goes up when we walk out. Jinx dips her head, a flush on her cheeks, but she’s smiling as she holds my hand. I walk her to the back of the room, where the tables have been pushed together. There’s an empty chair beside Splinter, so I sit in it and pull Jinx into my lap. Splinter leans in and kisses Jinx, asking her if she had fun, to which she grins widely.
“Jinx, have you met Megan yet?” Mercy calls from the end of the table.
Jinx looks up and spots Megan. She smiles before she stuns the shit out of us all and rapidly signs to her.
Megan starts laughing before signing back.
“What did you say?”
“Shit, I’m sorry that was rude,” she apologizes.
“No worries. I didn’t know you could sign.”
“I spent a lot of time in the hospital.” She speaks and signs simultaneously so that Megan isn’t left out of the conversation. “There was a boy in my ward who was deaf. He taught me when I thought I might die from boredom.”
“That’s cool.” I kiss her before pointing to the people at our table.
“Well, you know that’s Megan. On her left is Grimm and Zero, and on her right is Viper, the president of the mother chapter.” I introduce her to a few other brothers who are close by as Eightball hands her a bottle of water.
“Thought you might be thirsty,” he winks.
“So, you’re the new prospect?” Viper prods.
“That’s me,” Jinx replies, putting her bottle down so she can sign.
“You’re smaller than I thought you’d be.”
“You should see me without my legs.”
Zero chokes on his beer as Scope, who is sitting beside Mercy, roars with laughter.
“Shouldn’t you be working like the other prospects?”
Scope’s laughter cuts off.
“I’ve been working all day. I’m on a break.”
Megan, after watching Jinx’s hands, scowls at Viper.
“Be nice.”
“I am nice.”
Jinx shakes her head when Viper doesn’t look at Megan, and I can feel her getting tense.
I rub my hand up and down her spine to soothe her. The last thing we need is her facing off with him.
“So, what happens if you don’t make the cut?”
“There’s always OnlyFans,” someone says with a laugh from behind Viper.
“That the site where men jerk off over women’s feet?” Splinter asks.
“Yep,” Mercy answers, sounding pissed.
“Well damn, it seems I don’t have the relevant qualifications then.”
