Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 46143 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 231(@200wpm)___ 185(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46143 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 231(@200wpm)___ 185(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
“Bitch,” she laughs. When she gets to me, she hugs me tight. I’m thankful that I’m taller than she is. If not, I would probably smother to death. I’m not the kind of girl who would enjoy motorboating. “I wanted to thank you.”
“You don’t have to thank me,” I respond at once.
“The hell I don’t. You know how expensive Mom’s sugar medicine is. Those samples you keep giving me are keeping her going. I don’t know how to thank you, Iz.”
“We’re family. You don’t thank family,” I argue.
Monique’s mom lives on a fixed income of SSI. Her monthly check is only a little over eight hundred a month. She can barely afford groceries. I help by giving her samples of her sugar meds. It’s not a lot of help in the grand scheme of things, but it’s something.
“I don’t agree, but I’ll let it drop. Are you here for a while?” she asks.
“I have a couple of days off. Spring break and all that jazz. I’m almost finished and ready to start my next phase. I’m excited—and more than a little scared.”
“I don’t know why,” Monique says. “You’re going to be a top-notch surgeon. We all know it.” She pulls me in for another hug and I smile. “Girl, who is that fine piece of eye candy eye-fucking you over by the bar?” she whispers in my ear.
I let out a long sigh. “He’s trouble. Feel free to go distract him so I can get out of here. If you do, I’ll be in your debt,” I practically beg.
“Oh, please. You’ve done so much for me that I’ll do whatever you want. I got to tell you though, distracting hot blondie over there is no hardship. Are you sure you want me to step in, though? I mean, Izzy, you know I definitely know men, and I have to tell you, everything about that man over there screams a rock-your-world good time.”
“Trust me. I want nothing to do with that asshole. He thinks I’m a judgmental, stuck-up, spoiled bitch and basically said that to my face. I want nothing to do with the asshole.”
“Then, consider me your diversion, girl. Got to say it’s a yummy assignment,” she laughs. “Call me before you head back to Lexington. Okay?”
“I promise,” I agree at once. She gives me a wink and then sashays over to Caleb, her ass cheeks peeking out of her shirt.
She’s doing what I asked. I know this is my best chance of getting out of here without having to talk to Caleb. Still, I can’t deny that the thought of him with Monique is almost painful. I don’t like the idea of Caleb with another woman. The realization of that makes my heart skip a beat. I don’t know what’s wrong with me, but I do know I need to stay far away from Caleb.
In fact, I think I’ll head back to Lexington tonight and not come back here. It’s not what I want, but I know in my heart that I need to limit any interaction I have with Caleb going forward. I definitely need to make sure I escape him tonight. In fact, I need to go home and take a very cold shower.
Damn it all to heck …
6
ORGIES, CONDOMS, AND OTHER TERRIBLE CONVERSATION TOPICS
IZZY
I semi-watch Caleb as Monique moves closer to him. There’s a jealousy I don’t understand pooling in the pit of my stomach. I beat it down. His eyes lock with mine. I admit it surprises me. There’s not a man I know who wouldn’t look at the gentle sway of Monique’s breasts. Hell, I am a woman who only has an interest in muscular men with dicks—the bigger the better—and I can’t resist looking at them when I’m around her.
When he finally looks down at Monique, I turn away. I don’t need to see him drooling over her tits. Knowing I’m safe from him, I motion to Pez that I’m heading out. He frowns, but slightly lifts his chin in acknowledgement. He knows what I have planned. He agreed to help me. Of course, he doesn’t realize I’m attracted to Caleb. He thinks Caleb is just being a creep. It’s probably not fair to Pez, because I know he likes me. I like him, too, but there’s an anger inside of Pez and a darkness I couldn’t deal with. Maybe someday he’ll learn to control it or have someone at his side who will keep it from eating him alive, but I know I’m not that woman. If I were, I wouldn’t keep getting distracted by the Kings of Anarchy’s resident man-whore.
I move as if I’m going to the restroom. If there’s a slim chance that Caleb is watching me, I’m not about to alert him to my plans. Once I get to the hall that leads to the restroom, I take the door across from it. It’s my brother’s office. It’s small, and he rarely uses it, but I know it’s there. It also has a door that opens behind the clubhouse. I happen to have a key to the deadbolt. I can let myself out, lock the door back, and slip away without anyone knowing. I smile once I get to the safety of BB’s office and close the door. Instantly the music and noise lessen, and I take my first steady breath that I’ve had since getting here. Pez brought me here tonight, but I have his key that he gave me to his truck. He promised he’d have one of the prospects drop him off at the house in the morning to collect it. Pez wasn’t happy about it. He felt it was his job to drive me home, but I wanted him around to intercept Caleb if he tried to follow me. Plus, I really just wanted to be alone.