Page 26 of Cold As Ice


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Once we were seated and the hostess made sure that Pipe had everything he wanted, only then did she leave. Now, if he had been mine, I would’ve said something about it. But it wasn’t my place, and that tore through me.

Needing to get out of this train of thought I said, “Five bucks says she finds a way to give you her number.”

He smirked, “Ten bucks says the guy that watched you walk over here and hasn’t taken his eyes from you will find a way to give you his number.”

I scrunched up my brow as I picked up my menu. “What guy?”

He raised a brow at me and asked, “You didn’t notice?”

“No. Why would I? I’m here with you.” I said as I looked down at my menu.

Pipe was silent for a long moment until I met his eyes and realized he hadn’t even touched his menu. Placing my menu on the table, I asked, “What is it?”

He looked away for a moment, then brought those soulful eyes of his back to me. “Anytime I’m out with Rebecca and men stare at her, she flaunts her body more.”

“Pipe…”

“I don’t want to talk about her. Just, fuck, knew I deserved better, just didn’t realize how much until I met you.”

I wasn’t entirely sure what to say to that, and not wanting to shove my foot in my mouth, thankfully, the waitress came over and impressed me. She made sure to make eye contact with me when she took my order. And not once did she flirt with Pipe.

“What kind of oil do y’all use to cook the fries in?” He asked, which I thought was weird, but who was I to complain when I asked for mustard and ketchup for my fries?

“Umm, I’m not sure but I can ask?”

He shook his head, “I'll just take a side salad with my burger, please, with ranch.”

After she took our orders and walked off, Pipe looked at me and asked the question I had been expecting.

“So, tell me, why did you decide to be a club girl?”

“Do you want the short version or the long version?”

“I want the version that you’re comfortable telling me and only the truth.”

I nodded and unwrapped my straw, then placed it in my sweet tea that the waitress had just sat down.

“I told you about my mother and all of that. Well, I was in high school, and I was getting my toes done before graduation. The one thing I splurged my waitressing money on were pedicures. Anyway, my grades were pretty good, and I had gotten offers to attend college but none of them were full rides. I had half of the tuition saved for community college. My mother, well, she was too focused on finding her next meal ticket. I didn’t want to be like her, even though everyone thought I was nothing more than a gold-digging whore like her. So, when I heard Lizette talking about it in the salon, I walked over to her and asked her about it. Been a club girl for a little over a year now and I've almost got three years’ worth of tuition saved up for any college I want to attend.”

“I admire the fuck out of that. I really do. But you got me thinking you were a virgin when you went to the clubhouse for the first time. Weren’t you?”

I nodded my head. “Yeah, I talked to Asher, and he popped my cherry. I’ve only been with five men total.”

Just then our food was placed in front of us, and he was so right about the food. It was fabulous.

Chapter 8

Pipe

Sitting across from Gabriella, I couldn’t help but be amazed.

Everything about her amazed me.

The way she ate, the way she carried herself.

The way it seemed she gave her all.

Everything about her.

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