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I also have to head out for another shift since Viking is still on a run. I’d rather spend time with Dani, but I need to do my part.
Fuck. Looks like it’s going to be a long night.
Chapter Nine
Dani
Zane had told me that he had to go back out to work tonight, so I hung out with him for a few hours following Church. We decided not to revisit how we left things physically, only because we didn’t want to have to rush our first time together.
I decide to spend some time with Anastasia. I feel like we could be good friends. It seems to me that she could use a good friend.
There is something in her eyes that tells me how lonely she is, but no one else seems to notice it.
I grab a bottle of whisky for me, and a bottle of vodka for her. We decide to head into my room for some girl time.
We take a seat on my bed after Anastasia puts the mix down that she grabbed for us.
“I don’t remember the last time I had a girls’ night,” she mutters as we pour our drinks.
“I have a couple of good friends back home with the Vicious Snakes, and girls’ nights were a must when we had so much shit going on. It’s nice to unwind, vent, and even cry with your friends. Whatever you need to do, it always seems to give everyone exactly what they need,” I tell her as we both sit back against the headboard.
“I will have to take your word for it. I never really had friends,” she says softly.
I raise an eyebrow at her. “That’s surprising. You seem pretty genuine and that’s something rare to find.”
She blows out a breath. “Well, I had a best friend growing up, but she tried to seduce Maverick. It wasn’t pretty, but I realised I couldn’t trust her. She was pretty jealous that he was interested in me. She was always the prettier one, and she was much thinner than I was. She couldn’t figure out how he wanted me and not her. All the guys were interested in her growing up, so I had no idea how she really was until a man was finally interested in me instead of her; then I saw her true colors.”
I look over at her in shock. “Wow, that’s a terrible friend. I’m glad you got rid of her.”
She nods her head in agreement. We polish off our first drink pretty quickly and start on our second.
“What about you and Viking? It might not be my business, but I sense something off between you guys,” I mention.
“It has been that way for a while. We were great, but then the honeymoon phase ended and everything seemed to change,” she says, and I see tears welling in her eyes.
“You can talk to me about anything, or not talk. I’m here to be your friend. Also, no offence, but I don’t want Viking. Sure, he’s good looking in that romance novel kind of way, but I only have eyes for Zane,” I say before bumping my shoulder with hers.
She laughs softly. “I guess it started when we tried to get pregnant. It has been a few years and still nothing. Each time my period came, the distance seemed to grow. I have no clue how to get things back to where they were, or if it is even possible. He’s here at the club more often than he’s home. Sometimes he gets so drunk that he doesn’t come home. I should be glad he hasn’t banned me from coming to the club. If he had, I would worry about him making use of the club girls.”
“Do you really think he would do that?” I ask, hating the look of sorrow in her eyes.
“Sometimes I wonder if he wishes he could still have that freedom. Especially when we go so long without sex. When we first started dating, I asked him that if he ever wanted to sleep with anyone else, he would end it with me instead of cheating. Either way, my heart would break; but him breaking it off before cheating would hurt slightly less,” she says.
“I hope you guys can work it out,” I tell her.
“I hope we do too but, right now, I’m not feeling like this is the lasting, be all and end all type of relationship; and I haven’t felt like it was for a long time,” she mutters softly.
“Well, that calls for a shot,” I tell her, and we both take a shot of our alcohol.
“Enough sad stuff, tell me about Rage. How does that work that you want him but don’t want Zeke? They pretty much look the same, except that Zeke has an insane number of tattoos and piercings,” she says with wide eyes.
“He really does. He has even got his cock pierced,” I say with a laugh.
“How would you know that?” she asks in shock but laughs.
“Well, we both ended up getting drunk one night. I don’t know how we got to talking about piercings but, next thing I know, we both decided to get piercings,” I say with a shrug.
“So, he got his cock pierced, and what did you get?” she asks, looking me over like she could see through my clothes.
