Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 90607 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 453(@200wpm)___ 362(@250wpm)___ 302(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90607 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 453(@200wpm)___ 362(@250wpm)___ 302(@300wpm)
Pat frowned. “Public sex porn thing?”
“Yeah, and don’t think I haven’t seen it. I have.”
He wasn’t going to deny it. The club brothers and the girls that stayed at the club all knew the score. They had to be loyal to club dick, but that was all. They were not going to be old ladies. They were not going to get anything more than a good time. They were taken care of. The club made sure their every need was catered to, and all they had to be was available. Some women would have found it demeaning, but the women who stuck around loved it.
Pat didn’t mind. Women could do whatever the fuck they wanted to do. He took a drink of his beer.
It was getting cold out. There had been no repercussions from burning down the farm. That was not all the club had done. Four more locations had gone up in flames. All were empty, but it was a start. William had gone, leaving Carnage. Pat didn’t trust him. He didn’t know if he would try and strike a deal with the cartel, or just run, leaving them high and dry. Either way, the club no longer had a choice. It was going to come to either the club or the cartel.
“Come on, Pat, you have got to give me something here,” Lidia said. “I don’t want to grow old and lonely and miserable, and you were the one that told me I would find a guy.”
Fuck! He had been the one to tell her that, after Grant and Aria had gotten married. Lidia had been so emotional that day. She loved her best friend and was so happy for her, but it made her realize that she wanted to find a man like Grant, but not Grant. It made sense at the time but Lidia was known for rambling.
He’d been saying the right thing—the kind things—and moments like this reminded him why he had to stay fucking quiet. That kind of shit always seemed to get him into trouble and bite him in the ass. Spinning around, he was pretty sure Lidia fist-pumped the air in victory.
Just as he looked around the room, the door opened and in walked Ava and her sister, Violet. The two each wore a pair of jeans. Where Violet wore a very skimpy top that seemed to push her tits up, Ava had on a slinky number that curved to her body as she walked. He couldn’t help but be distracted.
Pat knew the moment Ava spotted him. She seemed to pause for a second, and then take a step toward him.
He’d been to the coffee shop all week. They had talked for hours about Bernice. While she worked, Bernice stayed with her mom and sister. Throughout the day, she worked her ass off trying to train Bernice. Pat tried to keep his distance, but he couldn’t help checking her out.
She would walk Bernice for hours, but that was mainly because the dog didn’t seem to know what a walk was. Rarely did she get petted on the walk, unless Ava did so.
“Pat,” Ava said, and she quickly glanced toward Lidia.
“Hey, Ava,” Lidia said.
“Hi, Lidia.”
He didn’t want Ava getting the wrong impression. Not that it should matter who he was with at the bar.
“I’m not on a date. I’m here to help her find a lover,” Pat said. He stumbled over his words.
Lidia burst out laughing. “Wow, could he be any cooler?”
Ava chuckled. “Well, it is good to see you.”
“Where’s Bernice?”
“She’s with Mom. She insisted I come out with Violet, because she wanted to drink and dance, and well, I’m also the designated driver for the night.” Ava offered him a smile. “I’ll leave you to find her lover. It’s nice to see you again.”
He didn’t have a clue what else to say. Violet and Ava moved toward the end of the bar, where Elizabeth was serving.
“Okay, now you know you’re going to have to spill the details of what just happened,” Lidia said.
He had almost forgotten he had company.
“Nothing.”
“Oh, please, I feel like I need to mop up that little bit of drool you’ve got going on,” Lidia said.
He swatted at her hand as if she was about to clean away his chin.
She threw back her head and laughed. “You’re so funny.”
“Ava’s ... a waitress I know.”
“I know who Ava is. I know her sister Violet as well.” Lidia nudged his arm. “You know, I haven’t known you long, but from what I have seen and do know, you’re never interested in a woman.”
“Stop,” Pat said.
“Okay, you literally perked right up when you saw her. You spun around looking all bored and morose, and then the moment you saw her, it was like bam, you came to life. Now that means something.”
“It doesn’t mean anything.”