My adrenaline kicks up a notch just hearing those self-righteous words.
“Oh, come on, Skyla. Loosen up, would you? Why do you always think you’re so much better than everyone else? It’s hard to believe you and your sister came from the same mother.”
Her eyes sharpen over mine, and her face bleaches out a bit, but then it could be the blue flashing lights going off up above.
“My sister?”
“Yes, you know, that little bitch Rory who was slamming her body into my husband’s all last year.”
Chloe gives a dark laugh.Good one. Now there’s something I would have said. I think you’re finally catching on.
Rory looks as if I struck her. She bucks with a dull laugh caught in her chest.
“You’re right. She was a scheming little witch, wasn’t she?” Her left eye comes shy of winking. “She did have her way with your husband, didn’t she? And to think she slept with both of my men.” A greedy grin rides over her lips.
I tip my head to the side. “She slept with Logan? I guess I didn’t know that.” I do know that. But Rory slept with Logan under false pretenses. Rory doesn’t even realize that Logan is in on it. She’s getting sloppy, outing herself.
Rory’s face bleaches out all the more. “Just a guess. I bet she did. She did find him unusually attractive.”
I shake my head. “I bet what really attracted her was the lure of having your men, Skyla. She’s obsessed with you. She’s so angry she can’t see straight. She wants to be you.”
Rory bumps out a laugh. “Yes, well, some people are never satisfied until they get what they want.” She gives another wink. “Now where’s my cake?”
“In time,” I say as Lexy passes out a champagne flute to us all, and I help Rory tip her glass back as soon as it touches her lips. “Drink up. This is your special night.”
I wave a few bills in the air, but the women have all congregated to the other side of the stage, and it seems all of the waitresses are congregating in a hive in that area as well.
“No way!” Michelle belts it out. “I think that’s Dudley.”
Sure enough, the coital crowd parts, and the sneaky Sector sheds a dirty grin.
We flock over in a mob, and I get to him first.
“Marshall Dudley! Is this what you spend your downtime doing?”
Rory looks equally affronted as I do. “Sector Marshall! How dare you grin while these women make a spectacle of themselves.”
A redhead with legs long enough to reach to the ceiling and boobs big enough to float the blimp lands in his lap and does a little dirty mash-up that consists of shaking everything she’s got, factory parts included.
Rory retches and holds her hands up as if she might actually puke at the spectacle herself. So I do what any loving sister would do. I hold her hands behind her back and pass the redhead a fifty to give my sweet sis a private show. It’s nothing but boobs and butt in Rory’s face—and perhaps a few stray pink parts, but to be truthful, I closed my eyes for most of it.
Rory writhes and screams like a child watching her favorite doll catch fire, but I instate Chloe’s Celestra strength to hold her down.
Soon, Rory is boo-hooing like a three-year-old who lost her way home and got stuck in a strip club instead, and I start to feel sorry for her the way I would Giselle. Although, there’s nothing sweet and innocent about Rory. And I don’t see why she finds this wayward woman’s body so offensive.
Rory hauls off and hocks a thick blanket of phlegm in my eye, and I recoil, letting go so I can tend to my pressing issue.
“Why are you doing this to me?” she riots in my face, and Emily pushes me aside as she looks to Rory.
“It’s your damn party, Skyla,” Em shouts. “Loosen up and have a good time so we can get onto something else.”
Rory’s mouth rounds out as she takes a look around with new eyes.
“This is my party?” The words stumble from her with a sense of awe, and yet I don’t detect an ounce of disappointment.
In less than a moment, she hops onto the stage, staggering as she looks out at the crowd. Rory squints as the harsh lights blind her in every shade of red and blue.
Laken pulls me close. “This isn’t going to end well. I think we’ve made her uncomfortable enough. Let’s go home.”
