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Her words made no sense. My heart ached for one man. “I ain’t sure I will ever love anyone again.”
“Not looking like a mess, you won’t.”
Patting my hair, I knew I hadn’t been taking care of myself, but I looked alright.
“You need to be wearing less and going out more. Young thing like you don’t need to be tied down right away, no way. Take it from someone over thirty-five. You don’t have many hot girl summers left.”
“But Hallow,” I started.
“I’m sure Hallow rocked your country ass to sleep with his boyfriend dick, but honey child there’s all kinds of dick out there. When I got a broken heart, I need me some vacation dick.”
“Vacation dick?” I spit out my coffee.
“You need a dickin’ you need a few days to recover from. Only a few bikers here are serving up vacation dick. Thorn’s one of them.”
Lordalmighty. “I ain’t gonna fuck Thorn, Hallow’s bestie.” Thorn was as hot as most the bikers here, but he was the only officer Hallow was close to. Besides, Thorn had been with Donette. Had sex with that night before she died. No thank you.
“I ain’t saying you do. Thorn’s my go to.” Sweet Tea put her long nail to her lips, thinking. “No, he won’t do. Nah, he’s done married. Fuck, he wants to kill you.”
I didn’t want to think about Leviathan having vacation dick since that biker supposedly only let me live because I became part of this club. Fuck, I didn’t want to think about other dicks at all. “I don’t need anyone but Hallow.”
Interrupting us, Paisley let the cat out of the bag, “Hallow’s done moved on, honey.”
Her eyes wide, Sweet Tea grabbed a bus tub and left in a hurry. She wanted no part of whatever Paisley was about to say.
“What do you know?”
Paisley took Sweet Tea’s spot in front of me. She gave me a look that said I wasn’t ready for it.
I begged her to tell me. “Please.”
“What do you know?”
In exchange, she wanted me to tell her something. A secret. Paisley was the gossip queen around here. A hissy fit with a tail on it, she twirled her rainbow hair, waiting.
I racked my brain for something I could reveal that was clandestine enough but wouldn’t cause any real harm if it came out. Unlike the whore, I didn’t like drama or trouble.
“Rome’s single. No one knows yet,” I said, defeated.
The women around Royal Road swore our guitarist, a prospect, was a looker. I didn’t see it. Resembling Harry Styles, he was nothing but a fresh-faced boy in my eyes. But a talented musician, the biker had sparked some major interest. Up until last week he’d been in a serious but long-distance relationship. It was privileged information just for the scene their breakup was likely to cause. His current single status was top secret because of all the vulturing going on. The single ladies sensed the end was near. They’d heard about the trouble him and his woman were having. They circled, waiting. Rome would have an avalanche of women hounding him for a date.
Paisley’s thick eyebrows crawled into her colorful hair. The secret had done the trick. Cursing under my breath, I promised to apologize to Rome later.
The bartending whore spit it out, “Hallow’s been taking women over to the Eagles' Nest.”
“To my house?” I squeaked.
I knew Hallow had been with some of the sweetbutts. As sick as it made me, it wasn’t anything he hadn’t done before. Before we were together. Paisley had told me that much, and I’d been in pure hell. It was only meaningless sex, I told myself, so I didn’t burn to a crisp. But this transported me to a whole new level of hell. Satan and I were about to have afternoon tea.
“Not your house anymore.” Paisley hung her head, confirming it.
“Who?” I asked, but then stopped her. “No, I don’t want to know.” I held up my hands.
“For the best. I wasn’t about to tell you their names.”
“More than one, huh? My word. What a snake,” I bellowed. I pushed my plate away. Bile rose in my throat as I was going to be sick and lose my biscuits and gravy. Biting my tongue, I tried my best not to cry. But I was dying inside. I banged on the bar.
“What’s all the noise?” Kingpin asked as he locked his office.
