The thing about Willow is she isn’t from a club background. She’s a kindergarten teacher, and so this life and everything that comes with it—swearing, booze, sex—I just can’t see how she fits into all this. How on earth is this ever going to work between them?
“Go on, Willow, say cock!” Crash urges as I listen to their conversation.
Her cheeks flush pink in embarrassment. I have to admit, for a twenty-something-year-old woman not to be able to say cock, it’s a little strange.
“Cock!” Ryder calls out.
I stifle a laugh at the door when Willow cringes at the crassness of the word.
“Big black shiny cock,” Lookout adds.
I shake my head. Lookout always takes things that step too far into the weird zone. God love him.
“Oh my God!” She looks at Steel, and he shrugs, mouthingcockat her while she purses her lips and smirks.
“Cock, cock, cock!” The guys start to chant, and inwardly, I smile.
Willow groans. “Oh my God. Cock! Cocking cock! Cock, balls, arse, tittie, fuck,” she yells out, bringing her hand up to her mouth like she’s shocked by her outburst.
The guys all laugh, and I might as well join the party now that the cussing is in the open.
I walk outside. “Wow! You have quite the potty mouth on you there, Flame.”
Due to her flaming red hair, Flame is Steel’s nickname for Willow.
Willow shakes her head. “No, I’m sorry. I don’t swear like that—”
“Stop it, Flame. Own it. Swearin’ like that was hot, babe. You got my cockin’, cock, cock and balls all achin’ for you again,” Steel teases.
Those words instantly form a lump in my throat as Willow starts choking on thin air, and everyone laughs at her expense. Steel pats her back, but she glares at him. “I’m gonna kill you in your sleep,” she whispers, and he grins at her like she’s the best thing in his world.
“Oh, babe, you’re too fuckin’ adorable to kill anyone.”
“Shut up! You guys are mean to me,” Willow whines, pouting, then Steel leans in and bites her bottom lip.
My stomach flips at seeing his affection toward her. He was never like that with me, and even though I know I will never be with Steel and I have to let him go, it still hurts. I can’t help myself before I lash out. “Urgh, pa-lease! You guys are disgusting,” I shout to break them up when I walk over and sit down.
“Just ’cause you’re not Steel’s number one anymore, Lunar, doesn’t mean you have to show your bitch,” Ryder calls out.
“O-o-oh,” the other guys all murmur.
They’re right. I don’t need to be a bitch. I need to move on from Steel and be with someone more suited to me anyway. “Shut up, dickwad. I’m fine with that. I’m finding my time’s better spent with more…dangerousmen.”
Steel furrows his brows and looks at me. I smirk at him as his face lights up like something’s just clicked inside his brain. “Howisour little American musician?” he asks with a hint of sarcasm.
I shoot him a scowl in response to his tone, but then I think of Danger, and a genuine smile replaces the irritation. “He’s great. I’ve caught his band and seen him a couple of times. Kudos on getting them to perform here in Oz.”
“Well, hopefully, Techie can get them performing in somethin’ bigger than our clubs. I’m glad you’ve found someone, Lunar. It’s nice when you find someone who’s right for you, isn’t it?” he asks, looking at Willow, then caresses her cheek, I’m sure to spite me.
It makes my blood boil that he’s purposely trying to get a rise from me. I can’t help myself when I say, “Yeah, it sucks, though, when you think you’ve already foundthat someone,and he finds someone else.” Steel brought me into this club. He made me fall for him. Then when he had his fill, he found someone else.
Well, screw him!
I’m worth more than that.
If Steel wants to play fucking mind games with me, I’m done.
I stand, making my way back inside the clubroom and down to my room. I’m fuming right now. Steel is making it so much easier to leave this club. This place doesn’t feel like home to me anymore, and besides the money, Steel was the main reason for being here. I’m no longer in his life, so maybe Danger is right? Maybe I need to broaden my horizons. Maybe I do have a future outside of this club.
