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"They're a little damp to put back on, love. Just don't go out there doing cartwheels, and no one will know the difference."
The idea of having her panties in his pocket makes her a little giddy. "Come find me later?"
"I'm your date, so I think that's kind of a requirement," he says with a smirk and walks into the bathroom.
"Jesus, you're hot," she whispers to herself and walks out of the room and onto the dancefloor.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Summerville
Nelson
Abartender wearing a nice button-up shirt places a bottle of beer in front of Nelson. He's glad Marnie's not working tonight because he doesn't want to talk about anything going on with his break up. Marnie and Daphne are friends. But then he remembers he's paying triple the price to drink beer here than at home or at the clubhouse without her here giving him a discount. He just doesn't want to sit at home, and he's been licking his wounds from the humiliation he felt with Daphne dumping him in front of everyone.
"What are you doing here?" a familiar voice asks as the seat next to him becomes occupied. "Don't you get free beer at the clubhouse?"
Turning, he sees Sutton sitting next to him. "I'm avoiding it unless I have to go in," he says. "I was kind of humiliated recently."
"I heard about that," she says and looks around. "How are you holding up?"
He shrugs and takes a drink of his beer. "I don't miss her, but I do miss the sex."
"Sounds like that's why she left you."
Glaring at her, he sneers as the bartender who gave him his beer sets down a canned vodka drink in front of Sutton. Apparently, she’s a regular. "She never had any complaints in that department, I can assure you."
"Not like that," she says and laughs. "I have no idea what she thinks about your skills in the bedroom."
"My skills in the bedroom are superb, for your information."
Her eyebrows raise as she lifts the can to her lips. "Yeah?"
"I can do it all. Hell, I could write my ownKama Sutrawith the skills I have. And there haveneverbeen any complaints."
"Well... that's something, I guess."
"I do this thing with my hips that makes women wild. Addicted, even."
Pursing her lips, she nods and holds back a laugh.
"I mean it!" he says. "And when I use my mouth... watch out!"
"Watch out?" The words barely make it out of her mouth with the loud laugh that escapes from her pink lips.
Nelson rolls his eyes. "I've had women coming back for more after I'm done."
"I have nothing to say to that."
"You've never had that guy who just gives it so good you want to keep coming back for more, no matter how toxic the relationship seems?"
Sutton tilts her head over her shoulder as she shifts her body to look at him. "I mean, I've had great sex, but none of thatoutweighs a toxic relationship. That can really damage you. You met my mom, right?"
"Well, I rest my case. They haven't given it to you that good, then. Because your body will crave something even if your mind decides it's a terrible decision. Hence, your mom."
"Or, and hear me out here, I have a strong conviction to find another way to scratch that itch rather than potentially screw myself up beyond recognition. Like my mom. I might be old-fashioned, but I'm looking for a guy who can give it to me good whilenotbeing toxic or a complete asshole. I don't mind a little bit of an asshole, because, hello! Used to be a daughter of a motorcycle club, but not an asshole for the sake of it."
"Are you also hoping for the happily ever after? Roses, engagement ring, and all that?"
