“Do you like what you see?” she asked.
“Hell yeah.”
“Don’t worry, hotshot. I’m not going to start thinking you’re wanting forever.” She turned away to grab a couple of cups out of the cupboard above her.
“Why not?”
“I’m not the settling down kind of woman. I don’t think I can give up my own space for anyone.”
“Have you ever tried a relationship?”
“Yeah, in high school, and I’ve had a couple of boyfriends out of it. I’ve also seen how a lot of relationships pan out. Stacey, the woman you met last night, and were having breakfast with this morning,” she said, to which he nodded. “She’s been married before. It was horrible. The guy was a total asshole, controlling, and wouldn’t let her go and do anything. Anyway, he was screwing three different women, gave her an STI, and she walked away.”
“Wow, fuck, is she clean now?”
“Of course,” Cora said, laughing. “Stacey’s a wonderful woman. She’s not going to be the settling down kind either. After that asshole did a number on her, she believes sex is the only way. There was a guy at the school who teaches gym who might have had a chance. I don’t know what happened, but he’s the reason we ended up at your club. Anyway, I’m just not interested in relationships.”
“Your friend was using my club to get over a guy?”
“Are you offended?” she asked.
“No. Leo and Paul can handle her. They can handle any chick who wants a good dicking.”
She chuckled. “Be warned. Stacey’s a handful. It’s why it didn’t work with her husband. She’s a keeper, but she doesn’t like to be kept.” Cora finished making the tea, and handed him a cup.
“So you don’t do relationships?” he asked.
“No. I’ve tried, and for some strange reason the guys always wanted to change me. I’m not interested in changing. I don’t think there’s anything wrong with me.”
“Nothing is wrong with you, baby.”
“Good, and let them guys know they can’t change Stacey either.”
“I’ll let my boys know.”
“You do that.”
He took a sip of the drink, watching her. “So, what do you do?” he asked.
“I’m a secretary. I work at the Greater Falls High school.”
“What would they think of you fucking a biker?”
“What I do on my free time is my own business. Sharon, the principal, is a great woman. She wouldn’t fire me for anything like that. All she’d ask is not to bring it to the school grounds.” Cora shrugged. “I’ve no intention of fucking in front of a bunch of kids.”
James smiled. They’d give them plenty of ideas, and he sure hoped he’d get a chance to play with Cora again real soon.
Chapter Four
Cora walked back into the diner later that afternoon with James right behind her. She didn’t go to his table, nor did she pay attention to Stacey’s pointed looks. Her friend was sitting at the biker table once again. Leo and Paul were really close to the woman. The diner was filled with bikers, and Cora stopped when she saw Sharon at a table, alone.
Placing her bag beside Stacey, she held a finger up for a minute. Her friend must have already spoken to Sharon because Stacey didn’t pout or complain about being left out.
“Hey, Sharon, you’re having a good weekend?” Cora asked, approaching the table.
“I’m not alone. I’m just waiting for Thomas to get back from the toilet.” Thomas was the local builder and Sharon’s husband. There had been some rumors a couple of months back that Thomas was fucking around with another woman, but nothing came of it. Cora couldn’t understand why Thomas would do that. Sharon was a beautiful woman, and he was lucky to have her in his life. “You can sit for a few seconds if you’d like,” Sharon said.
Her boss didn’t look all that happy.
“I’m not breaking any protocol with having dinner with them, am I?” Cora asked, concerned. Sharon was one of the reasons she loved her job. The woman in front of her was an amazing, kind person. She wouldn’t hurt anyone, and yet here she was looking so sad.
“What? Oh, no. I’ve got nothing against the MC. I can’t say their name.”
Cora smiled. Dirty Fuckers MC wasn’t something you said aloud, at least not in front of tender ears. There were a couple of kids in the diner, but the club’s leather jackets simply read “DFMC”.
She’d have to ask James about that.
“What’s wrong?”
“Oh, nothing. Nothing is wrong. Thomas is on his way back.”