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“Aziel.” Easton says.
Aziel nods his head towards a cooler off to the side. “Help yourself to some beer. The hard stuff is inside if you want it. Barbi is manning the bar.”
Barbi? Is that the slut from The Pit?
Aziel spots my scowl and smiles. “Cara, is it?” He looks down at my stomach. “How are you feelin’?”
“Okay, I guess.” My irritation gets the best of me. “Is that slut from The Pit here? Cause I’m sayin’, I’m really not in the mood to fight tonight. And I don’t think Jackson would like it too much if I were to start scrappin’ when I’m pregnant.”
Silence.
Easton bites his lip and looks down at Rose.
Rose looks at me in laughter.
Jackson scowls in anger.
Aziel bursts out laughing, tipping his head back as he lets out howling laughter.
“You really do have a feisty one, don’t you Jackson?” He lays his hand on Jackson’s shoulder. “Babe, I don’t know if Taylor is coming tonight or not, but if I happen to see her, I’ll gladly kick her whore ass out, so you and Jackson don’t start World War III up in this clubhouse, all right?” He keeps laughing and shakes his head. “Fuck, you’re feisty.”
“Thank you.” I smile at him and run my hand down my bump, finally feeling a little bit better about tonight.
“Jex, cook up some burgers for these fuckers, will ya?”
“Already on it.” Jex shouts over his shoulder, just a moment before loud as hell rock music starts blaring out of some speakers that I wasn’t even aware were out here.
“Fuckin’ Pascal.” He yells. Walking up to Easton, he leans in and whispers something in his ear. I narrow my eyes as I try to read his lips, but they barely move. Easton nods, and Aziel slaps his shoulder as he walks off.
What the fuck was that about?
Jex chats with Easton while our food cooks and Jackson walks off to get me a bottled water, since the only thing in the cooler was beer.
“This place is… interesting.” I mumble to Rose.
“No kidding, do you see the women in this place? They all want us dead.”
I glance around and see most of the women fawning over the men, sitting in their laps, or trying to grab their attention. Either these women are super horny or their staking their claim.
Maybe a little bit of both.
The men don’t seem to mind though. The ones falling for the women’s attention are grabbing handfuls of ass or other parts of the body that make me cringe.
The Grove is bad, but this is something else. But The Grove is like, bottom of the dumpster. These people clearly have more money in their pockets, but their lifestyle is… raw.
They all seem wild and untamed. I wonder what living here every day must be like. How they live and act and go about their daily lives.
It’s like a little world inside of the world.
I feel hands wrap around my waist. Looking up, I see Jackson standing beside me with a water in his hands. “You all right?” He mumbles in my ear.
“I’m fine.” I take the water, chugging down half of it.
While staying at the hotel gives us a little bit of an ocean breeze, this clubhouse is further into the desert and the dry heat is stifling for my pregnant ass.
He lifts his eyebrows but says nothing.
Easton comes back with our food, and we go sit down at a table with a group of bikers. It’s the last place I want to sit, but it’s this spot or sitting on the grass and sticking out like a sore thumb.
