“So I didn’t tell you who the actual donor was.”
“Yeah?”
“It was someone who works with Cole.”
Her eyes get big. “Really?”
“Yeah, and, I, um, called him today,” I stutter, hoping I’m making the right choice by bringing him up.
We haven’t spoken about him, but I know she’s seen him in class. I’ll admit, I was a little nervous about her being there, but she assured me there was nothing to worry about, and after Cole’s speech, I feel like I can trust him too.
“And…?” she asks suspiciously.
“And, I’m glad I did.” I nod, feeling at peace with my decision to call him. She eyes me like she wants more information, so I continue, “It was short but, I don’t know, nice, I guess. I thanked him and”—I shrug—“it was like old times for that brief moment.”
She hugs me again. “I’m so glad to hear. It still breaks my heart that you guys aren’t friends anymore.”
I stay silent. For the first time I don’t feel the anger that I’ve felt when his name comes up and any mention of our recent past. I do miss my friend and who knows, maybe we can get over this someday.
“I heard he’s going back to the club,” she says out of nowhere.
I pull her back in surprise. “You guys talked about it?”
“No. Kamii told me.”
My eyebrows pull together in question.
“I guess I’ve never told you about Kamii, have I?” She laughs, leaving me even more lost. “Let’s just say I was at the club as more than just a member.”
“Huh? How?”
“Well…the owner of the club is my boss.”
“What?” I cough out in disbelief.
“Yup. Believe me, I was just as shocked as you were when she told me. They asked me to join when she had a baby to be the secretive eye on the inside.”
“So wait, you worked there?”
“Well, I mean, not worked but just kept an eye out on things.”
“And you kept your eye on me, didn’t you?” I pull her into me again, kissing her neck.
“Not as much as you kept an eye on me,” she teases.
“You got that right. You were so hot.”
I push my body into hers, hoping she gets where I’m going, the growing urge coming on strong.
“Do you miss it?” she asks, catching me off guard. “I mean, we are still members. We could go—”
I interrupt her with my mouth pressing wildly to hers. “Fuck yes, we could. Knowing that you’re finally mine, at the club. Damn, Evangeline.”
I kiss her harshly, pushing her up against the wall, having a hard time keeping my elation at bay.
She laughs at my sudden attack. “Well, glad we’ve had this talk then.”
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