Page 78 of Rum & Coke
I looked at Melony, and she shrugged.
“That’s a shame,” Tony went on. “We could get a lot—”
“Have fun, ladies.Everything’son me tonight,” Sebastian cut Tony off, stepping between Tony and me.
“Thanks but—” I started.
“Thanks. We’ll go find the pool table.” Melony grabbed my arm, tugging me away from Sebastian and his friends and into the house.
“Why’d you do that?”
“Because you were about to tell him we don’t snort coke.”
“So?”
“He might think you’re a narc or something.”
“What?” I rolled my eyes. “He won’t think that. He took me to a fight because I keep my mouth shut.” Though keeping my mouth shut about something I had no clue about was easy.
“Well, whatever. Just pretend you don’t know or something. His friends give me creepy vibes.”
“Me too, but I don’t think I can just forget he’s a drug dealer now,” I stated as a server passed me with a tray.
“I don’t want you to get mixed up in anything because you have Colt.”
We started up a curved staircase. “I don’t want to get mixed up in anything either.”
“Good. Turn a blind eye like I do.”
The stairs led to a loft type area that overlooked the downstairs on one side and a hallway that led to what I assumed were bedrooms and bathrooms on the other side. Sure enough, there was a group of people hanging around a pool table, laughing and drinking and probably high. I was totally out of my element. The Vegas skyline shined behind a foosball table that sat in front of a large window, a bar was next to the pool table, and there was a large TV hanging on the wall. It was larger and more well-equipped than my living room.
“Crystal! Scarlett!” I turned to see Sommer standing next to Ginger, waving us over. I grinned, and Melony and I started for them, each of us greeting the other with a hug. “I’m so glad you both came.”
“Does Sommer sell too?” I whispered into Melony’s ear.
“Of course.”
“Of course what?” Ginger asked.
Melony leaned in and spoke low. “Scar just found out about the other—dealings.”
“Oh.” Her green eyes flicked to me. “It’s about time.”
I rolled my eyes. “Not my thing.”
“The money’s great,” Ginger stated.
“Then why still dance?” I asked.
“Because doing both will make it so I can quit both sooner than I’d planned,” Ginger replied.
There was no way I could sell cocaine, even if the money was good. I already wanted to quit Red Diamond, and getting mixed up in theextraswasn’t in the cards. I wanted to do everything legit, make a good living the legal way. Now that Vinny and I were together, it made me want to start school for hospitality management sooner rather than later. The shitty part though, was that classes didn’t start until the fall and it was just now the middle of May.
“Are you two playing?” I asked, changing the subject.
“No, we’re just watching.”
The girls and I watched the people play a few games. At one point, Melony went to get us another round of drinks at the bar was next to the pool table. I wanted to leave, but since she seemed to be having a good time—laughing and chatting with Sommer and Ginger—I made myself do the same. Though the later it got, I knew that Vinny had school in the morning, and I really wanted to fall asleep in his arms again.
