“It’s Teri’s diner, and she has some awesome skills. I love watching her, and tasting her food.”
“With you moving in with me, I’m going to have to get a bigger size. I’m ballooning, and soon I’ll fill the space a size of a tank.”
Grace frowned, looking at Suzy’s size sixteen. The woman was gorgeous. She had large tits, and hips that were an hourglass figure. Suzy rocked the fifties style dresses, which was what she was wearing now. Her red hair was left to cascade around her body. The length looked so soft and glossy. She was a beautiful woman, who caught several men’s gazes. What did Suzy see when she looked in the mirror? She behaved like she was some kind of ugly person. Grace had seen the way Pixie stared at Suzy, as did several other men.
“Don’t put yourself down.”
Suzy chuckled. “I’m not. I just know what I look like.”
Before Grace could say anything, they were the first in the queue, and Daniel, the Dirty Fuckers prospect, was serving them up some cotton candy.
“I didn’t know you were going to be here today,” Grace said.
“I help out where I can. It’s the role of a Prospect within the club.” Daniel handed them both some candy and a soda.
“I’ll take care of this,” Pixie said, handing over some cash.
Suzy tensed up. “That’s okay, we can affor—”
“Don’t you worry about it, babe. It’s the least I can do. Cheeseburger,” Pixie said.
Grace stood while Suzy looked like she wanted to say otherwise.
“Thank you,” Grace said, moving away from the queue. No one in the long line mentioned the fact Pixie had moved in. “He’s got a thing for you.” She made sure to speak in a whisper so no one could hear.
“I don’t know. I think he just can’t handle the fact I said no.”
“Well, ladies, what are you doing today?” Pixie asked, coming to stand with them.
“What are you doing?” Suzy asked.
“Spending some time with you. Do you have a problem with that?”
Grace glanced around at all of the women staring at Pixie as if they wanted to strip him naked, and have his babies. This wasn’t uncomfortable at all. Not.
Suzy frowned. “Sure, fine.”
Staring at Pixie, he saw that he looked perplexed at the lack of excitement from Suzy.
Feeling like a third wheel, Grace stared around the large football field wondering what the hell to do.
“I’ve got to go to the bathroom. Will you hold these for me?” Suzy asked. She was gone a second later, and Grace held her soda and candy.
Pixie sighed. “She’s really a tough cookie, isn’t she?”
Grace tilted her head to the side, watching the large biker. “Do you even like her?”
“Yeah, I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t.”
“How do you know if you like her?” Grace asked.
“What?”
“I’ve not seen you trying to get to know her.”
“I’ve tried asking her out.”
“She’s said no, and you just leave.”