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“Linc’s girl,” Maggie said. “This is Nova. Just got fresh ink last night.”
“Oh, wow,” the woman said. “Someone to tame Linc? Your vagina must get wet with whiskey then, huh?”
Nova didn’t laugh or smile.
“And you are?” Nova asked.
“Mara,” the woman said. She leaned closer to Nova and bumped shoulders with her. “Sorry for the attitude. I really hate coming into this place sometimes. Smells like alcohol and vagina. Just pisses me off in general. I’m not like these little sluts running around with their little tits jumping like eager kittens for attention.”
“Meow,” Nova said with a smile.
“Wow, what a bitch,” Maggie said.
“Am I wrong?” Mara asked Maggie. “Do you want to go down the list of how much biker cum you’ve swallowed from this place?”
Nova felt a little sting of jealousy again. She reminded herself that Maggie had only given Linc a hand job. Which was plenty more than Nova had given to Linc lately…
“Sorry, does this talk bother you?” Mara asked Nova.
“No,” Nova lied. “I’ve been around it before. Linc and I were close when we were younger.”
“Oh, Jesus, you were out of this and came back?”
“Personal issues,” Nova whispered.
“Ah, yeah. I get that. Sorry for my tone there. I just can’t imagine life outside of this hell.”
“Who are you… with…?”
Mara smiled.
“She’s Fitz’s old lady,” Maggie said.
“Hey, I hate that term,” Mara said. “I’ll come over there and rip your perky little nipple right off your chest.”
“Fitz,” Nova said. “You have his ink?”
“Yup,” Mara said. “You know how it goes. They stake their claim.”
“She was one night away from becoming a full blown deecee.”
Nova stared at Mara.
Mara nodded. “Yeah. Long time ago. I don’t like to talk about it.”
“Well, cheers to us then,” Nova said, lifting her coffee mug.
Maggie gave Mara coffee. Together, Nova and Mara touched mugs.
“Of course, Fitz didn’t come home last night,” Mara said. “Again, something I’m definitely used to, but I still tend to worry. How can I not? Even if I know he’s here and safe, he could have some whore like Maggie here riding his dick.”
“I would never touch Fitz,” Maggie said. “Not my type.”
“What’s wrong with Fitz?” Mara asked.
“Hey, it’s okay,” Nova said. “Everyone has their thing. Right?”
Darrow appeared from the side hallway of the clubhouse. He instantly froze when he saw Mara. He snapped his fingers and clapped his hands together.
