“I’ve got a question I’ve been dying to know since you started.”
“Okay.” Cleo sipped her margarita.
“Ever sleep with any of the brothers?”
Cleo choked on her drink, coughing into her hand. Reyna slapped her back, laughing.
“I don’t know if I should take that as a yes or a no.”
“No.” Cleo angled her head, wiping her lips with the back of her hand. “Have you?”
Reyna smiled. “A few.”
It shouldn’t have come as a surprise. Cleo had seen one or two members of the club coming out of the rooms occasionally. She always found it strange since at any given party there were at least five women per man lining up for their attention.
“Who?” she blurted, and her face heated. She waved her hand, “I’m sorry. That’s way too personal.”
Reyna snorted. “Considering my profession, I really don’t think it is. My audition was with Jekyll.”
“Audition?”
“Yeah, whenever a new girl comes in, they have to fuck a member.”
What?Cleo had been privy to some insider information with club business. Usually, she overheard things in passing. Living inside the clubhouse walls, not all business was conducted in private. But this was the first she’d heard of the mechanics behindthe motel brothel. Reyna obviously read her shock and quickly explained.
“It makes sense when you think about it. They want to make sure you’ll make the money to cover the room you’re renting. If you suck in bed, you probably won’t bring in much, so they vet the girls. It’s all consensual, and if you’re not down for it, you don’t do it. If you are? You get to pick which brother, and if they’re up for it, you audition.”
There was logic behind it. But auditioning for prostitution?
“S-so?” Her voice shook, taking in all the new information. “You chose Jekyll.”
“Yeah, and that man didn’t disappoint. Just between you and I, he’s a giver. Never came so hard in my life.” Her smile faded. “Almost shed a tear when he got sent away. Any idea when he’s getting out?”
Cleo shook her head. She was lying. She didn’t know his exact release date, but she knew he and Hyde had another six months on their sentences. However, that was Killcreek’s business, and Cleo always kept her mouth shut when it came to the club.
Grilling Reyna on her sexual escapades seemed intrusive, but curiosity got the best of her.
“So, have you been with anyone else?”
“Oak.” Reyna arched her brow. “He wasnota giver. But a good lay. And he gets extra points for creativity. Taught me a few new positions.”
I can see that.There were a few members who seemed to overindulge when it came to sexual partners. Oak was the biggest offender, with Gent as a close second.
“So you had two auditions then?”
“No. Oak was an appointment at the motel. If the boys wanna fuck, they gotta pay like everyone else. No freebies even for members. That’s Ace’s rule, and no one breaks it.”
That was fair. And not surprising from the president. The women were doing a job, and they should be compensated.
“Anyone else?”
Reyna turned in her stool, smirking. “Are you asking about someone specific?”
Uh-oh!Cleo wouldn’t share anything, but she had felt an immense wave of relief when Reyna hadn’t mentioned Wraith. Not that it mattered. Cleo had no claim over him.He’s not mine.
“No.”
Reyna squinted. “Who?”
