She releases a breath, her snooty screwed up face dropping. “I was asking because none of the guys want me.”
“I find that hard to believe,” I mutter, pulling off my wrinkled outfit and search out something clean to wear. I’m not trying to be salty with my comment; it’s the truth. Honey’s got a striking classic look to her. She reminds me of a pinup girl or something. It’s a bit irritating since she’s always talking down on everyone else around her.
“Well it’s not, actually. And with these new club sluts coming, they’ll take over in no time. We’ll be kicked out, replaced for the fresh meat.”
“Have you tried to sleep with every brother that’s available? Or even just asked to suck their cocks so they get some relief?” I ask, pulling a fitted, long sleeve light blue tee over my head. Once that’s in place, I reach for some jeans and yank them on as well.
“I tried to get with Blaze today since the other chick hasn’t been around. He said he was busy,” she grumbles.
“So maybe he really is.”
She shakes her head. “No. It’s not just him either. I heard the prospects talking. The brothers told them to stay away from me, that I’m drama.”
I poke my head into our bathroom and grab my toothbrush, filling it with toothpaste; I dip back out. “Have you given that some thought?” I mean it’s true but there’s not a kind way to point that fact out.
“What do you mean?”
I stop brushing and mumble through my mint-filled mouth. “You go after guys that have ol’ ladies then you stir up drama with them. You like the chase, and then you bad-mouth every woman in sight. Maybe you should try being nice and not talk bad about anyone.”
“Seriously?” Her nose scrunches up, as if the suggestion is terrible.
“Yeah, the guys are all good to me. I’m nice to them, so I’m saying give it a shot.”
She flings her hands in the air. “I guess it’s better than being treated like a leper and no one wanting me. I’ll try it out. I don’t want Odin kicking me out next.”
With a toothpaste filled grin, I head for the sink. Hopefully she really does give it a shot. Maybe I’ll be able to stand being around her if she’s not got a corn cob stuck up her ass twenty-four hours a day.
“So, did you sleep with Odin?” she calls louder, and I dry my face off, heading back into our room.
“I don’t see why this matters.”
“Because...he won’t even look in my direction. You’ve had him the longest out of any of the past girls.”
“I’ve just been around a long time...”
“Long enough that he may be thinking long-term commitment?”
“I highly doubt it,” I reply, sliding on my tennis shoes. I have a few hours of free time to myself before I need to put makeup on and look sexy in case anyone wants company tonight.
“I don’t. In fact, I wouldn’t be surprised if you really did have the big guy and just didn’t know it.”
There’s no way I can afford to hope such thoughts. It won’t do anything but get me kicked out in the end. Could that truly be Honey’s angle with this conversation? Maybe her mission is to get me out of here, and then she’d be the one around here the longest. Whatever her angle is, I’m not about to stick around and get dragged into it even deeper than I already have been. I need to find a distraction. I can’t let my hopes get up that Odin could really be mine one day or that he’d want to be.
“I’m headed out for a long run; I need to stretch my muscles. I’ll catch you later.”
“Okay, see ya.” She waves, and I leave as quickly as possible. With a relaxing breath, I’m safe once again from her words, but they linger in my mind. They’re words that have a toxic effect on my heart.
“Am I the only one curious about the new biker Viking had mentioned to us in church the other day?”
Torch takes a hefty swig of his beer, dipping his head in agreement.
Pushing forward, I voice more of my thoughts. “The fuck was he doing in Oath Keeper territory? Especially, since he’s supposedly from Alaska; that’s pretty fucking far out. The entire thing’s kind of shady, being all the way down in central or south Texas with no club to back you up.”
“You think that they’re looking to expand? Not just with their business as claimed, but their territory as well?”
Shrugging, I climb to my feet. “I’m just saying, how do you appear nonthreatening if you’re scoping shit out for your MC? Easy. Come alone and then you’re just another lone rider out on the road.”
“Let’s give the Prez some credit and back off of the possible motives, but I’ll keep my eyes on it.”