Page 83 of Renascence
“I’m not sure, but I’ll let you know.”
“All right, dear. Tomorrow.”
“Bye, Mom.”
I hang up, searching the room for the women. The clubhouse door opens and in walks Venom. Grinning like an idiot, I start making my way to him. However, I stop in my tracks when he leans against the door, allowing a brunette to walk through. I’ve seen her before. She was behind the bar the first night I was here, but she’s also what Ellen called a “Hound.” According to Raven, these are the kind of women who give blow jobs right in this room where anyone can see.Is that what they were doing? Did he fuck her?My gaze slides over her body, inadequacy bubbling inside me. Her flat stomach and firm boobs have me looking down at my little pouch, almost hidden from view by my gigantic breasts. Not to mention the god-awful stretch marks.
Shit.
Fuck!
He promised there wouldn’t be anyone else while we were together. We went and did motherfucking STD tests this morning! Do those girls even count, though? I mean, that’s what they’re here for.
“Hey, darlin’.”
I look up into his smiling face, not knowing what to say. I’m so conflicted. Disappointed. In both of us. Him for going behind my back, and me for not expecting he would.
“What’s wrong, Emily?”
My eyes flick to the woman, Venom turning his head to follow my gaze. He cradles my face with both hands, tilting it up.
“Look at me.”
I can’t. I close my eyes instead, willing myself to hold back the tears threatening to make an appearance.
“I said look. At. Me.” My lids flutter open, meeting his stormy gray eyes. “There’s nothing between me and Marisol.”
“So you didn’t fuck her?” I ask, my tone cynical.
“I have, but not since I’ve been fucking you.”
“Really?” Cynicism turns to hope.
“Really. I was hoping she’d be our third, but I’m not so sure now.”
“Our third?”
“For your list, Emily. I took her to get some tests done… to ease your mind.”
“Oh. You mean…?”
“For your threesome.” He smirks, knowing my anger is dissipating.
“You asked her?”
“Yeah.”
“And she said yes?”
I observe her, wondering why she’d agree to have sex withme. She’s gorgeous. Or is she just willing to put up with me in order to get to Venom?
“Yeah. She likes you.”
“She likes me?” My brows shoot up in disbelief.
“Emily.” His hands drop to my shoulders. “You’re hot. To both men and women. In case you didn’t notice, most of my brothers hit on you last night.”
“I figured they were just messing with you.’
