Page 26 of Crash and Burn
“Well, then I’d say she doesn’t want to talk to you.” She smirks and walks away.
I shake my head and head to the main room. “Fucking woman.”
“Having relationship problems?” Saint snickers.
I flip him off. Flopping onto the couch, I take a long drag off my pen. Hollywood sits on the couch across from me.
“What’s got you so down in the dumps,” he asks.
“I’m not down. I have a ton of shit on my mind,” I tell him.
“Yeah, okay. Keep tellin’ yourself that,” he says. “Let me guess— you also don’t have any feelings for Marley?”
I scowl at him. “The only type of feelings I have for her are irritation and frustration.”
“Sexual frustration,” Saint adds.
“Fuck you,” I say to Saint. Hollywood laughs.
“I’ll pass. I’m not a cut bunny.” Saint grins.
“You act like there’s no sexual tension between you and a certain female associated with the club,” Hollywood says to him.
Saint snaps his eyes to Hollywood. “And who might that be?”
Hollywood laughs. “Really? You and Rivet dance around each other worse than anyone.”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” Saint states.
“Deny it till you’re blue in the face, but we all see it,” I tell him.
“Yeah, well, what about you and Tink?” Saint gives a sly smile. I glance at Hollywood, but his face gives nothing away.
“What about us? We’re friends, sure, but that’s all we’ll ever be,” Hollywood says.
A small gasp comes from behind me. I turn around in time to see Tink retreating down the hallway. When I turn back to Hollywood, his face is pale but still shows no emotion.
“You sure about that,” Saint asks and walks away before anyone replies.
“What was all that about?”
Hollywood shakes his head. “Nothing.”
He obviously doesn’t want to talk about whatever is going on. I don’t blame him because I don’t want to talk to anyone about the Marley situation either. Tink’s reaction to what Hollywood said spoke volumes, though. Hollywood pulls out a joint and lights it up. He takes a couple puffs before passing it to me.
We spend the rest of the night chillin’ and bullshittin’, while other brothers are hanging out playing pool. We’ve had more nights like this than party nights lately, and it’s been refreshing. Part of me hopes we keep it up. It makes the parties that much better.
