Alaina looks to her. “Yeah, of course. Has Blake not given you the two options?”
Vicky nods her head. “Yeah, but I wasn’t sure which one you took.”
Alaina laughs. “Well, you have four sleeps to figure that out.”
“What’s this about?” I ask. I have no idea what goes on in their world, but I’m very aware that they live a little differently. They are outlaws after all.
“When you’re an old lady, you get two options and you have to pick one before your wedding night. Option one…you want to know everything that goes on, or option two…you want to know nothing,” Alaina says a little too calmly. Making me question her level of sanity, just a bit.
“I don’t get it. Know what?” I ask, looking between both Alaina and Vicky.
“You know,” Alaina, says pouring more alcohol into her glass.
“Where they hide the bodies.” She winks at me.
My face pales. “Right. Shit. So he wasn’t kidding then.”
Vicky narrows her eyes at Alaina and me, pauses what she’s pouring into her glass. “What did he say?” Alaina asks.
“Oh you know, that he will kill anyone and everyone who has and will touch me.”
Alaina relaxes and laughs. “Yeah, I wouldn’t play with that.”
I’m still trying to swallow the questions in my head when we pull up to the bar.
Who the fuck is Ade Nixon? And what exactly does his position entail?
We pull into a car park at some flashy nightclub and get out. By now, we’re all very drunk, so drunk, I’m almost certain we will not be able to get in. We pass through the bouncers anyway and make out way inside the club. As soon as we walk in Dawin ‘Desert’ starts playing over the speakers. I squeal and pull everyone to the dance floor.
After we down a few more drinks, I feel a body push up against me with his groin flush up against my ass. I turn around and see the sweaty tween smiling.
I push at his chest. “Yeah, can you not?”
He wraps his hands around my waist and pulls me into him.
I push him again. “Seriously, fuck off!” I push away from him and make my way to the bar. Pulling out a seat and ordering a rum and coke. I fucking hate pushy guys. Vicky sees me sitting and waves me over to her, so I grab my drink and walk to them.
“Sorry, he was annoying.”
Vicky shakes her head. “Don’t apologize. I was just about to start sharpening the knives.”
I laugh and sip on my drink. Alaina turns around. “Right, next trip. Let’s bounce,” she says as she begins to pull us out of the bar. We’re all laughing when we jump back into the limo and make our way to the next destination the queen has on her list.
“Can’t say I’m surprised,” Zane says in between his drinks.
“Me either,” Blake adds.
I laugh. “Oh really? None of you fuckers were going to let me know about these thoughts?”
They both laugh. “So, you’re going to make her your old lady?” Blake asks.
I shrug. “If there were ever to be a girl that could tame me, it’d be her.”
Blake chuckles. “Brother, do not go down that road. Trust me.”
I nod my head in understanding because I do trust him. He and Vicky fucked around a lot. “I trust you, but I’m not fighting my feelings for her. I know I care about her a little too much, and I know she had an impact on me all those years ago. But that doesn’t mean I’m ready to cut my balls off and hand them to her. Fuck that.”
They both start laughing when Zane stands, throwing bills on the table.
“Where are we going now?” Harvey asks while getting a lap dance from one of the strippers.
“To check on something.”
We’re dancing to Ludacris ‘What’s Your Fantasy’ when I feel another body push up behind me, only this one feels like a big rock wall.
I whip around, ready to start swinging. “Yeah, fuck—” I stop mid-speech when I see it’s Ade. He wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me into him.
“Is there’s a reason why you’re skittish with people touching you?” he asks, tilting his head.
“You’re very observant.” I narrow my eyes at him bravely, and then I remember his threats from earlier. Turning bright red, I realize I’m standing in the first dress I pulled on.
Oh, fuck.
He shrugs. “I have to be. Now answer the question?”
Wrapping my arms around his neck I pull him back down to me. “There was a guy at the other bar that tried to grind on me. Told him to fuck off, though.” He narrows his eyes, pulling me into him forcefully before picking me up. I wrap my legs around his waist while he carries me out of there. At least I’m not over his shoulders. He brings his lips up to mine and smirks before sliding his tongue over them slowly.