Page 126 of Wild Card

“How many times have I heard that…” Rowan huffs but does it with a glint in her eyes.

“Good to note, overprotective and bossy.”

“My guess is we have ten minutes tops before the men invade.” Jewls glances at her phone.

“Sex marathon is your answer!” Shayla yells again.

“Woman, stop scaring my customers,” Tom demands.

“Got it, Shayla, thanks!” I respond to hopefully placate her from announcing it again to a bar full of strangers.

Tom lances me with a glare that has me slinking back in my stool. Then something amazing happens as his gaze warms and he jerks his chin. “You’ll do.”

“Told you he is a big teddy bear. Time to enjoy my last hour on the job.” Harley steps across the bar to help a few men who greet her with familiarity.

“Sex is a good starter, but you already have a lot of that. What else does Talon enjoy?”

I try not to react to Bex’s crass comment but my face heats.

“Jesus, woman, do you not think that we already know this? First time I met you, he was feeling you up in the pool,” Jewls announces.

“Oh my God, he was not. We were still getting to know each other.”

“With his hand under your suit and his tongue down your throat.”

“Can you stop?” I glance around, thankful for the little privacy the reserved section offers.

“She’s right, Wills, the man is a sex machine.”

My conversations with Bex are changing after tonight.

“We’re not nuns, Willow. We all know how these guys are. Ford is…” Rowan pauses, a blush splotching her cheeks. “Never mind.”

“Major got me pregnant the first weekend we had sex—in his parents’ house. And he fucking brags about it. Harley was a virgin and Ace loves that shit. And Ford took his sweet time but then didn’t let Rowan up for air for days. We all know how this story goes. No need to be shy,” Jewls belts out.

I knew Jewls was pregnant early in her relationship with Major but I had no idea the details. “You got pregnant in his parents’ house?”

“Yep, I lost the battle of wills, and the man has super sperm that outwitted my birth control.”

That makes sense.

“And Harley was a virgin?”

“One hundred percent. She saved herself. And it fucking thrills him. Men love that stuff.”

“I wish I was a virgin when I met Ford.” Rowan’s voice is wistful.

I swallow back my drink and let loose. “I was practically a virgin. My only experience was with Joseph, and we stopped having sex months before splitting up. Not that it was anything to boast about because it was very scripted and exact. Nighttime, clothes off, a short kiss, bing-bang, done. Then it was more than a year before Talon.”

Three sets of wide eyes are glued on me.

“Wow, Wills, never heard you so blunt before,” Bex regards.

“I can totally relate. My ex was the most selfish ever. He sucked in bed, which should have been a sign that he sucked at life. That’s why I love sex with Ford. He’s amazing.”

“Pretty much goes to say we all had shitty experiences.” Jewls shakes her head in disappointment. “Gotta go through the bad to appreciate the amazing.”

“Every single time!” Rowan bursts into laughter that becomes contagious.

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