“I’ve heard of them all sharing, but not in one giant orgy of a free for all. They’re not shy about fucking women in front of the club.”
Cora stuck another chip into her mouth, thinking about what she’d learned. Was James afraid that would scare her? Was he worried about her running away?”
“He fuck you in front of his brothers?” Cora asked, directing her question at Teri.
“Yeah. I rarely got to a bed.”
Standing up, Cora brushed her hands.
“Oh, I know that look,” Stacey said, rolling off the chair. “We’re going to the club.”
“Why are we going to the club?”
“Because I don’t want James to keep part of his life a secret from me. I’m not some frightened, immature, little girl. I’m a woman. I know my own mind, I know what I like, and what I don’t.” Cora moved toward the room. “I’ve just got to get dressed.”
She wasn’t surprised seconds later when Stacey walked into her room.
“What are we going for, leather skirt? Short dress? Nude?”
Cora looked through her wardrobe and pulled out a pale cream summer dress.
“You do realize with your blonde hair, you look like you should be selling cookies, right?”
“I know. I love the fabric against my skin.” She’d never been into tight clothes, or leather. In the summer trying to remove leather from sweating skin was a nightmare, and if not done right, it hurt.
Quickly getting dressed, she urged Stacey downstairs.
“Wait, Cora.”
She paused, looking at the concern in her friend’s eyes. “What is it?”
“I’m worried.”
“What about?”
“Leo and Paul, they’re not looking for a good time, and I don’t want to hurt them.”
Tilting her head to the side, she pulled Stacey against her. “Not all men are like your asshole ex, Stace. If you want to, give them a chance. If not, be clear with them, but don’t give them false hope. It’s not fair.”
“Thank you. I knew I could count on you.”
She hugged Stacey close before they made their way out of her house. Cora locked the door, and they piled into her car. She drove toward the clubhouse, and she saw Jerry and Drake on the door with a blonde each in their laps.
They looked surprised to see her.
“Ladies, can we help you?” Jerry asked.
“We’re looking to party. I heard this is a good place to start.” Cora spoke up.
Teri and Kitty were laughing along with Stacey. It was taking a lot of control not to burst out laughing herself.
“Go on in,” Jerry said. “At your own risk.”
Entering the clubhouse, Cora stopped to look around. There were many couples in different states of undress. Some of them paused when they spotted her little group.
“I’m going to get a drink,” Teri said, breaking off.
“If he’s not here, he’d be in the back,” Kitty said.