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“That was not sex!” Bianca explodes.
“You were raped!” Randy sneers.
Then the anger shifts to surprise.
“Wait, you were a virgin?” Bianca asks softly.
“You’ve never been with anyone before? How is that possible?” Randy asks. “Look at you.”
I smirk at Randy’s comment before answering their questions. “I was a kid when my uncle abused me. When the hormones started circling, I suppressed them. I didn’t realize that’s what I was doing at the time. When my friends would talk about the girls at school, I didn’t feel the same urges they described. I did consider the possibility that I preferred boys to girls, but I realized quickly that I didn’t have any urges for anyone, no matter what their gender. The funny thing is, I had my pick of girls to date, so I did. We’d kiss, but I never pushed them for more. I know some of them thought I was odd because I wasn’t some horny bastard always trying to get into their pants.Instead, I’d pick a girl, date her for a couple of weeks, then dump her. Most of the girls in school saw me as a challenge. They wanted to be the ones who made it past two weeks. They were so focused on winning the game, they didn’t pay much attention to anything else.”
“That’s high school, but what about when you were older?” Randy asks. “You joined an MC! Someone had to notice you weren’t having sex. You’re surrounded by sex every day.”
I shrug. “I was a prospect. Prospects didn’t have much time to themselves. Besides, my focus was on Viper. She’s another reason why I didn’t care about my lack of a sex drive. I left home shortly after graduation to search for Viper. My bastard of a father owed someone quite a bit of money. He offered Viper to the man to pay off his debt. This was when Viper and I were kids. My mom took Viper and ran. I didn’t know this at the time. I thought my mom had left me behind because she didn’t love me. Later, I found out she left me behind because she knew my dad would follow if she took me. She couldn’t risk it. When I was a teenager, I heard my dad telling someone where to find Viper. That’s when I took off and came to Las Vegas to find her. That’s how I ended up with the Demon Dawgs. She was prospecting for them, so I joined, too.”
“But you found her. Why didn’t you…?” Bianca starts, but seems unable to finish her question.
“Why didn’t I have sex with the Kutte Bunnies or the other hangarounds?” I finish. She nods. “I wasn’t attracted to any of them. The thought of sharing the same woman with multiple men turned my stomach. Even when I met women who weren’t looking to sleep with all the members, I never felt a pull toward any of them, until I met you.”
“Really?” Bianca asks, her golden eyes wide with surprise.
“Really. Surprised the hell out of me when it happened. You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met, and all I wanted was you.”
“But you don’t want to share,” Randy says. The sadness in his voice guts me.
“That’s what I thought, until I saw you with Bianca and you called her ‘our girl.’ For some reason, that felt right. I couldn’t explain it. Hell, I didn’t even try. I just felt a connection between the three of us. I didn’t immediately feel the same level of attraction toward you that I felt for Bianca. But when you kissed me, that all changed. I knew then that I had found what I’d been missing. I didn’t realize that what I was missing wasn’t one person but two.”
Randy looks at me with hope. “So, this morning… You weren’t disgusted by what happened?”
“How could I be disgusted by an experience that I’ve been waiting for my entire life? No, I wasn’t disgusted. I was a little disappointed with myself because I hadn’t told you everything. I was embarrassed to admit I was a virgin. I thought you would think less of me.”
“If it helps, I never would have guessed you’d never done it before. You’re a natural,” Bianca says, making me laugh.
“So, we’re doing this?” Randy asks.
“Oh, yeah. We’re doing this, right?” I ask Bianca, who bobs her head enthusiastically.
“I want many more nights like last night,” she says.
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO: RANDY
We find the manager waiting for us in his office. He’s only a few years older than me, which makes me think he’s either an employee or a relative of the owner. He has an earnest face and appears agitated. He continuously runs his hand through his dark brown hair until it’s spikes in every direction. “I spoke to a detective, and he told me what you needed. I have everything here, including the letter Nadine left informing me of her move. Do you think something happened to her? I knew something was wrong. She loved that apartment, and she left Thor behind. She never would have done that.”
“Who’s Thor?” I ask.
“Her turtle,” the man says, gesturing toward an aquarium with a red-eared slider inside. “She loved that turtle. She left it outside her neighbor’s door, which didn’t make any sense. Madilyn doesn’t like pets. She doesn’t like anything, really, but especially not pets. Luckily, Madilyn brought it to me instead of dumping it outside.”
“We don’t believe Nadine left on her own,” I tell him. “You talked to Detective Rafe. He’s my uncle. I’m Officer Randy Sterling, and these are my friends, Bianca Lake and Rattler. What’s your name?”
“Oh! I’m sorry. I’m so upset. My name is Theodore Moore. Teddy to my friends. My uncle owns this place. I work here while going to UNLV where I’m studying to be an architect.”
“Detective Rafe said you had video of the men moving Nadine’s things?” I ask after we shake hands with Teddy.
“I do.” Teddy picks up an enclosed envelope and hands it to me. “I put the original letter from Nadine in there. It’s in a plastic bag in case you can get fingerprints. I put another piece of paper with my fingerprints on it, just in case. However, my prints should be on file. I had to register them when I took this job. There is a USB drive containing the footage. I included all the footage from the last time I saw Nadine until several days after Madilyn brought me Thor. If you need more footage, let me know.”
“Wow, that’s great. I’ll let you know if we need anything more. We were hoping to interview Nadine’s neighbors to see if they heard or saw anything that might help. We believe someone came into Nadine’s apartment and packed up her belongings,” I say. “You mentioned Madilyn. Is she at home? Maybe she saw them.”
“You think the person who made her disappear also went into her apartment and packed up her things?” Teddy asks, appalled.
