“So, we’re not actually going out?” I frowned. “Like on a real date?”
“It’s a real date, baby. And we’re leaving your apartment, so it’s ‘out.’”
“What am I supposed to wear?” I asked.
Austin gave me a lascivious grin. “Jeans, tighter the better, low-cut top... somethin’ like that.”
“I don’t own anything biker slut, Austin.”
He shrugged and studied me. “Babe, it’s family. Wear whatever the fuck you wanna wear.”
“Well, that’s so freaking helpful,honey. Thanks.”
I stomped back to my room and into my closet. In the last thirty seconds or so, Austin had informed me that I’d be meeting his “family.” He’d also not denied my need to wear something slutty. I didn’t own anything slutty. I could maybe wear something a little low-cut, or wear one of the two little black dresses I owned, but he was in his “uniform” of jeans, tee, and cut, so I’d be way overdressed if I did.
I should probably bow out. If it was at the club, then it was probably going to be filled with criminals, and that would look really bad for my family. I sat on the floor of my closet and dropped my face in my hands. God, I was such an idiot. Why the hell did I even entertain the thought that this could work out?
“Dani,” Austin said with a sigh.
I glanced up at him standing in the doorway. “What?”
“You’re way overthinking this.”
“I can’t go with you tonight, Austin. I think it would be best for you to go alone.”
He hunkered down beside me and smiled. “No.”
“I think it’s too soon.”
“For what?”
“For me to meet your club.” I frowned. “I hardly know you.”
“Babe, it’s a casual get together. No pressure.”
“And just how many women have you taken to meet your club?” I asked.
“You’re jealous?”
“No,” I snapped. “I’m just wondering if we should wait to see if this goes anywhere before we start dragging our friends and family into it.”
“Stop fuckin’ around, Dani, and get dressed.”
“No.” I rose to my feet. “I’m not going.”
“Yeah, you are.”
“No, I’m not. It’s a bad idea and you know it.”
“How’s it a bad idea?” he demanded.
“You’re going to bring a kindergarten teacher who happens to be the daughter of a cop to a place filled with criminals! They’re going to see me coming from a mile away and they will hate me just because I’m not like you.”
His eyes widened. “Well, fuck me, baby. Thanks for puttin’ words in their mouths and judging them before they can judge you.”
“You’re welcome,” I retorted, and moved past him, but he caught my arm.
“Dani, the club’s clean and no one’ll hate you.”
