Page 21 of Zombie's Howl-O-Ween
“Is that right? Howling?” Lynx patted my back. “I’m proud of you. Everything worked out.”
“It did and better than I expected.”
“It always does brother, especially when you make them howl.” He winked.
“So what’s next?” I was done talking about Trixie with Lynx. I respected the dude tremendously, but he exhausted me a lot.
“Well, it’s still early so we’re keeping the party going, naturally. Karaoke should be starting soon. I think your girl has been helping Dawn and Lyra in the kitchen.”
“Yeah, I was worried about leaving her with them.”
“It’s always hard when your girl meets the Kittens you’ve been fucking. Trust me, I know.” He scratched the back of his head. “It’s like we think we’re going to be single forever so what’s the big deal whoring around.”
“That I understand.”
“And then you find the one and you feel like you cheated on her.”
“Yup, I feel that.”
“Well, let me tell you. It’s perfectly fine. You didn’t do anything wrong. But from here on out, don’t give your dick to anymore Kittens if Trixie is the one. She seems like the type to chop it off if you betray her.”
“How can you tell?”
“She has an evil glint in her eyes like my Jaynee.” He clicked his tongue. “I think I’m gonna go find my evil wife now.” And just like that, he left.
I hadn’t noticed an evil glint in Trixie’s eyes. Now I was curious and wanted to see for myself.
My ears perked up when I heard her voice. If nothing else, I knew she’d find someone to talk to. Trixie was good at a lot of things, but she was an exceptional talker.
I lingered at the doorway for a few seconds just to listen to Trixie. She had a great voice. One I could listen to for the rest of my life. When she was excited, her volume went up ten octaves, like now. She sounded happy all the time.
If I had to guess, I would say Libby and Dawn were in the kitchen with Trixie. They were nice, especially Libby.
Libby was the head Kitten, or more like, she used to be. Now she was Grizzly’s old lady, and they were happily married. They also had a lover they shared. I didn’t really understand their nonconventional relationship with Toby, but I didn’t judge anyone. If they were happy, that was all that mattered.
Trixie belted out one of her giggles and it brought a smile to my face. After being with her, a huge weight was lifted off my shoulders. Because she made me nervous, I was always stressed when I went to the deli. There were times I wanted to give up, but the pull to her was too intense to ignore.
I dialed into all the voices again. No shocker, I couldn’t hear Lyra. When I saw her in the kitchen, I knew she wouldn’t stick around after seeing me with Trixie.
Lyra liked me, which meant she had broken the don’t-get-attached rule. Falling for the members wasn’t acceptable unless the biker initiated and the Kitten reciprocated the feelings, like with Grizzly and Libby.
The whole point of being a Kitten was to please the members. It took a certain kind of woman to be with so many men and not fall for one of them.
My socially awkward, neurodivergent self might not be the brightest bulb in the box, but I knew Lyra wanted to be an old lady because she talked about it all the damn time. She didn’t care who the biker was, she just wanted to be claimed.
I entered the kitchen and made eye contact with Trixie. Her whole face lit up when she saw me. It was damn good feeling to know I’d put the smile on her pretty face.
“Hey, how did it go?” she asked.
“Good.” I took her hand. “I’m stealing my girl.”
“No worries. She’s amazing,” Libby said. “Thank you for all the help, Trixie.”
“Any time,” she replied. “By Dawn. Nice meeting you.”
“We’ll be back,” I whispered to Trixie. “I just need you right now.”
“I like the sound of that.” She shimmed her shoulders.
