“Jesus Christ,” G curses.
Amity elbows him. “She’s not that bad,” she mutters.
G stares at her. “Yeah, if you’re tone deaf.”
“Karaoke isn’t about being the next Mariah Carey.” Neveah rolls her eyes. “It’s about having fun. You’d know that if you pulled the stick out of your ass. So, karaoke?” She asks.
“Um, sure,” Delphi answers with the same enthusiasm she might if someone asked her to swim with sharks.
“Excellent. I’ll get your number from Kruger and get things set up.” She gives Delphi a quick hug before skipping over to the truck, where Midas is holding the door open for her.
“She’s crazier than a bag of frogs, but she’s a great friend to have in your corner.” Amity chuckles, looking over at Neveah.
“I think we’re all a little bit crazy,” Delphi tells her.
Amity winks at her before hooking her arm through G’s. “All the best people are.”
G stares at Delphi, making her shrink back a little. I’m just about to choke the fucker out when he speaks. “I don’t like that you’re scared of me, Del.”
“I don’t like it either, but I’d be stupid not to be.”
“You know I’d never lay a hand on you.”
“But would you stand by and watch as someone else did? These are the questions I have to ask myself. My home and business were burned to the ground, G. And I know that’s not your fault. But I can’t help but wonder if you hadn’t looked into me and made assumptions, like your club always does, if I’d still be homeless.”
G sighs. “I dig into everyone. Even Amity. I don’t always like doing it, but it’s my job and it keeps the club safe.”
“You were safe, but it left me exposed.”
G grits his teeth, but it’s not in anger. I know he feels guilty, just like the rest of us do. “I owe you. Any favor you want—you just let me know what it is, and I’ll do everything I can. No questions asked.”
“Because I saved Midas and Legs?”
“Because you saved Midas and Legs,” he agrees. “But also because I led a bitch with a grudge to your door, even if that wasn’t my intention. And for that, I’m sorry, Delphi.”
She looks at him, studying his face for a minute before she nods. “Apology accepted. I have no idea what I might need as a favor, though.”
“Keep it. There is no time limit.”
“I mean, I guess I could call you if I find myself in possession of a live grenade again.”
Both me and G freeze, not finding that shit funny at all, but Amity cracks up.
“Still too soon, huh?” Delphi teases.
G shakes his head. “I forgot what a pain in the ass you were.”
“I’m more than happy to remind you.”
“Of that, I have no doubt.”
“Home?” I ask when everyone is gone, and we climb into the truck.
“Do you think we could go see Au? Being at your work today made me realize how much I’ve missed being in the thick of things.”
Before I can protest, she looks over at me with big puppy dog eyes. “I’m not going to overdo it, and I have zero interest in opening a pawn shop. Mostly, I want to look around the space and decide what I want to do with it. Whether I should keep it or sell it.”
I start the engine and nod. “Alright, fine. But if you get tired, let me know. We can always come back tomorrow.”
