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Shaking myself out of my stupor, I realize we’re already at the bar. I smile up at him. “Yep.”
“I asked what you wanted to drink.”
“Oh, sorry, there’s a lot to take in,” I lie. “I’ll have another Jack and Coke.”
“Mark,” Thorn calls. “Get Delaney a Jack and Coke.”
“Sure thing,” Mark answers and begins making my drink. He hands me a full glass and Thorn a beer. “How ya doing, Delaney?”
“I’m good. You?”
“Glad to be home,” he says with a sigh. “I don’t mind touring with Apple, but she is a grade-A ballbuster.”
“I heard that!” Apple yells from behind us. “Wait until the next tour date.”
“Fuck,” Mark mumbles. “Love ya, Apple Jacks.”
“Delaney!” Cece hollers. “Get your cute little ass over here.”
Cece and some of the other ladies are hanging out at the high-top tables by the billiards area. Two women give me dirty looks as I make my way over to the ol’ ladies.
“Who are they?” I nod toward the two who are currently hanging all over Knuckles and Spike.
Jez looks up from her phone and sneers. “That’s Glitter and Paula. Paula, the brunette, has the personality of a rock. Glitter is the bleach blonde with a bad dye job and purple highlights. Then there’s Nikki behind the bar with the prospects.”
“Why didn’t they come to Nashville?” I wonder aloud. “Who’s Nikki with?”
“They’re with no one and almost everyone.” Carmella snorts. “They’re bunnies.”
“Bunnies?”
“Thorn didn’t warn you?” Violet asks quietly.
“Warn me about what?”
All the women groan in unison, but Heather speaks first.
“Bunnies are the live-in entertainment for the men. They’re not family, only fuck buddies.”
“They live here?!” I shriek, gaining the attention of the mini orgy on the couch. “And you’re all okay with them sleeping with your men whenever they want?”
I’m not well-versed in the MC lifestyle, but I’ve seen shows and read books. I’ve never heard the term ‘bunnies’ before. Club whores and hang arounds, sure. I guess bunnies is a nicer way of describing them.
“Oh, fuck no,” Cece immediately denies. “They know better than to touch any of our men. The ones who are in committed relationships are off-limits, hence the ‘almost everyone’. A couple of them have tried in the past, but they’re no longer around.”
Violet snickers. “With a broken face.”
I chuckle. “I’m assuming there’s a story there.”
Violet blushes, and Heather dives in, telling the story about how Violet handed a former bunny her ass when she tried to make a claim on Grim. Needless to say, that bunny is no longer a part of the crew at the clubhouse.
I raise my brow. “It’s always the quiet ones.”
Laughter erupts around the tables, and all the men stop and stare at us. I wipe the tears from my eyes from laughing so hard and try to remember the last time I felt so carefree. I’ve kept myself shut away from the world for so long that I forgot what it’s like to get out and live. When you spend every waking moment hunting for a killer, it impacts your social life. Sitting here, surrounded by other females my age, is comforting and reminds me of what I’m missing in my life.
Zach slides a tray of shots is between Heather and Skye, who promptly begins passing them out to everyone. A large arm drapes across my shoulders. I tilt my head up and see Spike. I have no idea how he got away from Glitter, but based on the scowl on her face, she isn’t happy about it. I throw my shot back and let the alcohol soothe my nerves.
Spike grins down at me but doesn’t remove his arm. “You all settled in, Munchkin?”
