Page 96 of Fang
It feels so weird being part of a couple. I have spent my entire life relying on myself, so to have someone in my life who I look to for comfort is odd to me. I don’t know what to do with myself half the time, but Fang doesn’t seem to mind. He rolls with whatever I throw his way.
The thing that scares me the most, though?
I miss him.
Whenever he isn’t with me, I miss him and wish he were with me. I have no idea when he went from my boss to a guy that I don’t think I want to try living without, but it scares the hell out of me.
I’m not allowed to be this happy. Life has never let me.
Class is long over, and I don’t have a shift tonight. It’s driving me insane lying on my bed waiting for a text from him. I know he will text me too because he’s been gone three days, and I always get at least two texts. One in the morning and one in theevening. If he can, he will send me more throughout the day, but yesterday he only texted twice.
My phone pings, making me sit up and lunge for my phone. I’m disappointed when I see a phone number I don’t recognize.
Unknown: Hey, it’s Viv. Want to hang out?
I frown. How did she get my number? It doesn’t even matter. If I hang out with her, I won’t be alone. She’s not been like the other women at the club. She’s actually nice.
Me: Sure. What were you thinking?
Viv: The clubhouse is empty tonight. Everyone is off doing stuff. Want to come drink with me?
Me: Sure. I can head over now if you want?
Viv: Perfect.
I don’t bother changing. I have no one to impress, so I walk out of my room in sweats, a T-shirt covered in a hoodie, and some slip-on shoes.
I exit my building groaning when I see a group of guys standing outside with some of the girls from my building.
“Oh, look. Where is little Miss Virgin Cami going tonight?” Zak calls out from the center of the group.
I roll my eyes and keep walking.
“One day I’ll get to see what’s under those clothes. You’ll be gagging on my cock.”
I can feel myself growing angry, but I take a deep breath, heading toward my car as if they aren’t bothering me.
I let myself sag when I slide into the driver’s seat. I’m getting so tired of always fighting. I feel like it never ends.
Starting the car, I head to the clubhouse. I’m surprised to find the parking lot empty. The man at the gate waves me in without question. It makes me wonder if Viv gave him my name or if I’m on the list now. I kind of like the idea of being on the list.
When I step inside the club, I find Viv sitting at the bar waiting for me.
“You got the night off too, huh?” I ask her.
She turns to me smiling, “No bikers here to serve. I have us set up in the entertainment room. Is there anything specific you want to drink?”
“I mean, I’m not old enough to drink, so whatever you think I will like.”
She laughs. “Age doesn’t matter here. I’ll let you in on a secret. I’m not old enough either. I’m only nineteen.”
I laugh. “Hey, me too.”
“I knew I liked you. Come on.”
I follow her down a hall I haven’t been down yet. It leads to a back room that opens to a theater.
“Oh wow,” I murmur.
