Monster shook his head. And the elephant in the room remains. He turned to the bitch behind the bar eyeing him like he was Jason Voorhees. “Give me a whiskey straight up and leave the bottle.”
She nodded and scurried off like a rat when the lights come on.
Fucking biker bunnies.
“Why’d you piss him off? I thought we’d get to have some fun tonight?”
Her whiny voice made him cringe. “I’m sure you can turn his mood around, Holly.” He turned to look at one of their regular girls.
The slender rocker with green highlights and a gaggle of tattoos poked out her pierced lip. Her large brown eyes were widened comically.
“Put them away. They don’t work on me.”
She sighed. “Dammit, you’re my kryptonite.”
“Someone needed to be.”
The bartender filled his glass and left the whiskey.
He slammed his drink back and saluted her with the bottle.
“Come on, Monster, don’t you want to have a little fun?” Holly ran a finger down his arm. “You always like what we do. Remember the last time me, you and Pan had a little fun?”
The image of her flinching when she touched his marred skin and saw the scars that covered his torso and back was burned into his brain. That’s when he decided to stop accepting scraps. ‘Cause the shit hurt too much. “Yeah, I remember.”
“It’s like you’re going for sainthood or something.”
“If you want Pan, go get him. I don’t have to be a part of the equation.”
“Are you really that blind?” she scoffed.
“Bitch, I’d step lightly if I were you. I’m not in the mood, and you’re walking a tightrope. You’re no one's old lady. You’re a guest we allow to come into our home and service us. Just so we’re clear.”
She gasped. “The fuck, Monster?”
“I’m tired of playing games with silly girls.”
She clenched her jaw and shook her head. Snickers left her lips and she leaned in. “You know, I only wanted to offer you a good time. I’m the one bitch here who’ll touch your warped skin and pretend to like it.”
He smiled at her venom. “News flash, you’re a shitty actress.”
She stood up straight and stormed off.
“Hell, brother, you’re zero for two tonight. That’s the second person I saw you run off,” Demon interjected.
Monster smirked. “You don’t miss a thing, do you, P?”
“That’s why I’m in charge.”
“It doesn’t take much for Pan to get a bee in his bonnet and sometimes, bitches forget their place.”
“Yeah, there are many reasons Pan got the moniker Pan.” Demon shook his head. “I’m about to head out, so I’m making my rounds.”
“Yeah, Ardy’s getting close, isn’t she?”
Demon grinned and nodded. “Any week now.”
His paternal pride always amazed Monster. He’d never been shy when it came to showing his affection for or to his kids. It was something he admired about the man. “Good for you, P.”