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“Since when do you have a code of ethics?”
“Does Mark know anything about this?”
Dr. Hazel shook her head. “He doesn’t need to know about my past. Or what I do right now. As far as he’s concerned I’m on call. I’m at a hospital right now removing someone’s appendix. He’s fast asleep, thinking about his sales meeting tomorrow.”
“Nice, little suburban life?”
“Exactly. White picket fence and all. It’s what I want. What I need.”
“But you still want to fuck me?”
“No, Linc,” Dr. Hazel said. “I would prefer you to fuck me. Not me fucking you. Maybe it’s instinct. The moment has passed.”
Dr. Hazel stepped back and Linc grabbed her wrists. “Thanks for showing up.”
“I always tell myself I’m going to stop. Then the phone rings.”
“Princess knows her place,” Linc said.
Dr. Hazel reached out and pressed her thumb to Linc’s shoulder. Blinding white pain surged through his body.
“I told you not to call me a fucking princess,” Dr. Hazel said.
Linc sat on the table, still smiling.
“You guys and your violence and pain. You feed off of it, don’t you?”
“It’s all we’ve known,” Linc said. “When can I ride again?”
“You’re going to do whatever the hell you want,” Dr. Hazel said. “You got lucky, Linc. The bullet went in and stopped. Very minimal damage. If you want my opinion, that shot was supposed to stop you. There should have been more. Many more.”
“The outlaw gamble,” Linc said.
“Don’t know how you guys do it. I should be leaving.”
“Can’t stay for a drink with me, Jess? Or a smoke?”
“A drink and a smoke and I won’t be able to drive home. Then I’ll end up in your bed, Linc. Haven’t we played this game before?”
“It’s been a long time since the princess sat on her throne.”
Dr. Hazel slapped Linc across the face. He exited the prayer room out to the main floor of the clubhouse. All the guys were still wide awake. Of course. Drinking like fish. Playing pool. Playing darts. A woman sat on the corner pocket of the pool table, legs spread, showing off her vagina.
“Saw this in a video online,” Priest said as he leaned forward, ready to take a shot at a pool ball.
“Sweetie, you really want this?” Dr. Hazel called out to the woman. “I mean, best case scenario that pool ball smacks your labia so hard you won’t walk for days. In reality, if he hits that hard enough, it’s going to cause serious damage. And, no, it’s not going to go into your vagina.”
“What if she’s super soaking wet?” Priest asked Dr. Hazel.
Dr. Hazel walked to the pool table and picked up the eight ball. “How about you shove this up your ass first?”
Priest tossed the pool stick to the floor. Dr. Hazel remembered that the normal rules of society didn’t apply inside the clubhouse.
Would Priest actually… you know… fight her…?
Cyrus jumped in and told Priest to stick his tongue in the woman’s cunt. Cunt. Such a sweet word. Priest walked to the woman and scooped her up off the pool table.
“Priest is a psycho,” Cyrus said to Dr. Hazel.
