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“Yes! There’s a takeout menu in the kitchen. I’ll go grab it,” Minx says before walking into the kitchen.
“The club is having their big party tomorrow instead of tonight,” Rivet states. “It’s their big St. Patrick’s day celebration. Are y’all going to come?”
“Y’all better come! It’s going to be so much fun,” Minx says to us as she walks back in, menu in her hand.
“I don’t think I will.” Wren looks at her hands.
“Why not? Have you spent any time with your brother or gone to any club parties since you’ve been with Zack,” I ask her. Her cheeks turn pink. Minx gives her a sympathetic look.
“He doesn’t go to parties with a bunch of women. I don’t need to go to parties with a bunch of men,” she says.
“Wren, they aren’t just a bunch of men. They’re your family,” Minx says.
“No, Shade is my family. The rest of them may behisbrothers, but they aren’t mine.” She has bitterness in her tone. A look of hurt crosses Minx’s face.
“You might not be one of the brothers, but you’re still part of the Savage family,” Minx says in a softer voice.
“Has Zack said anything to you about you going to the club parties,” I ask Wren.
“What? No! Of course not,” she responds. She’s saying one thing, but the look on her face says something else.
“Alright, enough serious talk. We need to watch a rom-com or something,” Rivet announces. She turns on10 Things I Hate About Youwhile we take turns looking at the takeout menu, getting our girls night started.
12
Shade
I spentall day Friday lounging around the house and doing laundry. All the driving this week was exhausting. I don’t mind making the trip up to Colorado, but it’s nice to be back. I’m watching some random shit on Netflix when Cali comes into the room.
“Are you going to the clubhouse tonight,” she asks as she sits on the couch.
“Yup, St. Patrick’s Day party tonight. Are you and Buster going?”
“I told him I want to go, but he's weird about it. I told him if I get too tired, I’ll just sneak away to our room,” she says.
“He just doesn’t want you overdoing it. He’s trying to look out for you,” I tell her.
“I know,” she sighs. “And I love him for that, but I still want to have fun.”
“Just withhold sex with him if he doesn’t let you go.”
“That’s a great idea,” she shouts.
“What’s a great idea,” Buster asks. He leans over the back of the couch and kisses Cali’s neck.
“Uh uh.” She pulls away from him. “No sex for you until further notice.”
“What the fuck,sólnyshka?”
“Unless,” she pauses. “You take me to the club’s St. Patrick’s Day party.”
“You want to go that bad,” he asks her and she nods her head. “Fine, we’ll go.”
“Yes! I’m going to go get ready,” she giggles.
“I just got played, didn’t I,” Buster asks once Cali is out of earshot.
I chuckle. “Let her have some fun. It’s not like she’s gonna be around a bunch of strangers,” I tell him.
