“Get a fuckin’ vibrator,” Switch calls out to her before looking back at me. “What’s the job?” Passing the rest of my joint to him, he takes it and inhales deeply.
“Hittin’ a club, brother.”
“Fuck that. I don’t do clubs.”
“Me either but this one has a free basement and a fuckin’ piece of shit King in it.” That got his attention. I see darkness flicker over his features. I don’t know what the hell he has against the Kings, but there is something there.
“Fuck yeah, brother. I’m in.” Nodding my head, I knew he would be. It doesn’t take much to make Switch flip his shit. I think that’s why he fits in here so well.
5
Katrina
“This dress is too tight,” Abby whines.
“Which is why it’s perfect,” I remind her as she pulls at the hem of it. Okay, so maybe it is a little tight, but isn’t that the point? You want the guys to look, and what better way to get them to look than to wear skimpy clothes? Men are so easy.
“I look like a hooker,” she mumbles.
“As opposed to any other day?”
“Fuck off, Trina. I do goth not hooker.”
“Same difference, babe. Hooker just has less metal.” We stroll toward the front of the club, taking in the line that’s already formed. Girls line up for miles to get into Club Vertigo. It’s the hottest club here in Chicago and my man happens to know the owner. That’s the only reason they get to rent out half the damn club for Tinker’s birthday party.
“Who do we have to see tonight?” Abby asks, stepping up next to me.
“It’s Tinker’s party.”
“Which one was she?” she asks, scrunching her nose up trying to remember.
“The short hair dude-looking girl. You know, Philly’s old lady.”
“Oh, yeah. The one I thought was a man.” She giggles. That would be her. We step up to the bouncer and I smile, flashing my pearly whites.
“Get in line,” he growls. No, he didn’t just tell me to get in line.
“Do you have any idea who you’re talking to right now?” I don’t usually like to use Ash to get what I want, but I definitely don’t want to stand in that line either.
“Some little chick that thinks flashing her tits and a smile will get her inside quicker?” He crosses his arms over his chest when I spot Ash out of the corner of my eye. He raises an eyebrow and I do the same in return and nod toward the bouncer. In seconds, he has the man around the neck, slamming him into the wall.
“You disrespecting my girl?” he growls in the bouncer’s face.
“No, man! I didn’t realize she was your girl.” He tries to cover his own ass. It’s almost amusing to watch the look on his face. They always try to make themselves look in the right when they know they are wrong.
“You fucked up,” Ash roars before slamming his fist into the man’s ribs. The bouncer’s a bigger man and you would think he would fight back, but I know better. He knows better. Ash steps back away from him, adjusting his cut before motioning for me to follow him inside. I loop my arm through Abby’s and do just that. Once we’re inside, the music pounds, the lights flicker, and the scent of sweat and alcohol linger in the air. Ash keeps walking, motioning to the VIP section that they have closed off for the party. Abby and I hurry behind the rope and we’re greeted by all the members.
“You look sexy as fuck tonight, Trina,” Philly says in my ear. I smirk and shake my head, knowing how he is. He’s a sick fuck that needs his ass kicked for touching any woman that might look his way. It makes me sick to my stomach.
“Keep your fuckin’ hands off,” Ash growls, wrapping his arm around my waist and pulling me back into him. I gladly go. His lips skim my shoulder as he slowly moves us to the beat of the music.
“What’s wrong with you?” I ask over my shoulder.
“Nothin’. Don’t want him touchin’ what’s mine,” he growls near my ear. Bumps form on my skin as a drink is thrust into my hand. I bring it to my lips and swallow it all in one go. Ash chuckles behind me and hollers, “Bring her another!” I pass my cup off to whoever is closest to me before spinning in his arms. Wrapping my hands around his neck, I pull his lips to mine, kissing him like my life depends on it.
“Fuck, babe. I like you when you’re drinkin’.” I smile at him before Abby shows up, handing me another drink.
“Oh yeah? What do you like?” I question him, watching his eyes blaze with lust.
“You know what I want.”
“Are you going to do this again?”
“You fuckin’ asked!” he snaps.
“Whatever. Leave me alone, Ash.” I start to walk past him when he grabs my arm, putting on a show for his guys.
“I dare you to walk away from me,” he says, grinding his teeth. I know better than to do it in front of everyone. I know the consequences, so I stay still. His laugh grates on my nerves and now that I’m here, I wished I hadn’t come. The more he laughs, the more I want to drink, and that’s exactly what I do. I don’t know why I like this toxic relationship with Ash. I don’t know why I stick around for it. Maybe I’m crazy. Or maybe I’m delusional to think that he cares about me. I don’t know what it is, but here I am.
It doesn’t take long for the drinks and joints to be passed around. I see Ash leaning over a table sniffing a line of powder. I roll my eyes but when I see the girl behind him, wrapping her arms around his waist, my mouth drops. I try to act casual and pretend I don’t see them just to see what he’s going to do. I never worried about Ash cheating on me and to be honest, I probably should have. Ash stands up and spins around quickly looking at the girl funnily before glancing around, no doubt trying to see if I see them. I pretend I don’t. He grabs her tit and pulls her in closer to him, whispering something in her ear that makes her smile. I keep watching, even as he slips his hand between her legs and starts leading her away from the crowd. That bastard!
“He does it all the time, darlin’. Told you, you should have hooked up with me,” Dodge, one of the other patched members of the Kings MC, says. I’m drunk, I’m horny and he’s here. What the hell!
“You might be right. Care to piss your boy off?” I bat my drunken lashes at him. Dodge smirks and nods his head, holding his hand out to me. He isn’t bad looking if he leaves his hat on. As soon as that thing comes off, you need a moment to recoup. Come on, we all know someone like that! Slipping my hand into his, I let Dodge lead me across the dance floor and down the back hallway. A set of stairs comes into view and we quickly descend them. Once we reach the bottom, he has my back pinned against the wall, his hands all over my body and my pussy is dripping wet. I don’t know if it’s the alcohol or the need to piss Ash off, but I can feel it. We’re both panting and just as Dodge lowers his pants, a man presses a gun to the side of my head.
6
Freak
“Look at what we have here,” I say, glancing over at Switch. He just smiles and licks his lips, ready to pounce at any second.