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“You guys see that!” Anaki yelled. “Hawke only had one shot of a blow job and he’s already falling over. Come get a blow job, made by yours truly!”

My maw opened and closed, and Grim and Hawke barked out in laughter.

What the hell is going on in this bar?

The bar erupted into laughter, and men and women walked up to the bar, grabbing shots filled with whipped cream and throwing them down their throats.

Delilah called for my mate, who shoved several glass bottles from Bones into her messenger bag. She waved Bones goodbye, and I watched her stride over to the bar. Anaki held out a shot for her and winked. Again, my throat let out a growl and my claws scraped the floor.

“I’m getting a blow job from you, Anaki?” My mate says sweetly. “You’re awfully frisky tonight, giving those things away for free.”

Anaki’s eyes were wild with mischief as he leaned over. “You should see me on Thursdays. It’s ladies’ night. I’ve been known to dance provocatively on this bar.” He patted it reverently with one hand and ran his hand up and down the pole with the other.

What the actual fuck have they been doing to my bar?

My mate downed the shot in one go, not taking her eyes off Anaki. He smirked and made her another quickly, but she shook her head. “I gotta drive Marlow back. I gotta stay sober.”

Delilah groans. “You are such a party pooper. You never get drunk, not even tipsy. What about girls’ night, next week? Will you let loose, then?”

Emm’s lips pouted, her brow furrowed. “You know, maybe I need to let loose a little. But, only a little.”

“Yay! I will pump and dump, that night!” Delilah shouts, holding her boobs.

Emm made a disgusted face. “I’m not sure what that means, but, yay?” She laughed, and I truly knew it was a genuine answer and not a lie.

Chapter Ten

Emm

Ispent a lot of time with the members of the infamous biker club. I don’t know what it was about them, but I felt drawn to the group. They were nice. I don’t know if it was because they were trying to draw me in to get to know me and who I was, to find out the real reason I was here, or if they were genuine.

They were pulling away the bricks I’d built around myself, though. The women made me laugh, and the men weren’t intimidating like I thought they were in the beginning. They were giant, golden retriever cinnamon rolls to the ladies they were dating, and I wasn’t sure what to make of it.

Grim, for example, scared the shit out of me at first. Big red beard, tattoos and muscles. He was huge with a constant scowl on his face, but when he saw Journey, you could see thewrinkles soften around his face, and he followed her around like a helpless puppy, touching her, everywhere she went.

For the first time in my life, I felt a pang of jealousy. I’ve never, ever wanted a man. I’ve even toyed with the idea to become a lesbian. I even watched a few pornos to see if I would get into it, but unfortunately, my body didn’t react like I’d hoped. It wasn’t in me. I still liked dick far too much.

I think my ovaries just about exploded when I saw Hawke holding his baby while Delilah served drinks around the bar. The woman was a fairy, prancing around, and Hawke looked at her and his child-like they both hung the stars.

Yet, these women took the time out of their day to become friends with me.

Nadia was another that was hell bent on getting to know me. She was a tiny thing that barely came up to my shoulder. I think if I sat on her she’d disappear, but the woman ate as much as I did, which I had to give her credit for.

“You should come by Bear’s gym.” She cut up part of her steak. “You said you really liked kickboxing. They are starting up classes soon. If you stay, maybe you can be the permanent instructor. You look like you have powerful legs.”

I tried not to smile and brushed the napkin down my lap. I don’t remember ever being complimented so much, especially about my body.

“Uh, thanks, I’ll think about it. I don’t know if I’m staying here that long.”

Nadia wrinkled her brow. “Why not? You fit in here great. Everyone loves you here. I think you’d be a great addition. We could get you a vest, too.”

I took a sip of my whisky. “To be a part of a motorcycle club, I think you need a bike.”

Nadia smirked and stuffed a hunk of meat into her mouth. “Well, you could always ride on the back of one of the guys’?”

My lips parted, my eyes narrowing at her until a man, not of the Iron Fang, strode up to the both of us at our two-person table. He leaned toward me with his hand on my shoulder to steady himself.

“Hey, baby. Did you sit on a box of Lucky Charms? Because that booty…” He looked down at my ass, which was hanging slightly over the chair. “Looks magically delicious.”

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