“What is that supposed to mean?” Audrey demanded.
Nettie whispered something under her breath that I didn’t quite catch over the din of the bar.
Neither one of us acknowledged her, which we knew would make her mad. There was nothing that pissed off Audrey more than getting ignored.
Especially by us.
“Weaver,” someone called. “Are you going to let someone else have that pool cue tonight, or what?”
Weaver handed off his pool stick to a tall man who looked like a Viking.
There were several newer members of their MC that I hadn’t ever met, but they were really pretty to look at.
Sure, the blonde giant was incredibly sexy, but he didn’t hold a candle to Weaver.
And I wasn’t really even sure what it was about Weaver that caught my eye and held it, only that it did.
He sidled up to the bar a few seats down from ours, and I had to physically force myself not to look toward him.
“You like him,” my sister whispered in my ear.
I shivered. “Maybe.”
“I think you should go for it,” she suggested.
I was already shaking my head. “I don’t think that’s a good idea.”
She elbowed me in the ribs. “Why not?”
“Because our parents are sick fucks and he knows,” I grumbled mostly to her.
“Are you seriously ignoring me right now?”
I didn’t know who it was Audrey was talking to, but I hoped it wasn’t us.
“Just because they are doesn’t mean that you should be punished for their crimes,” Nettie whispered fiercely. “We are not the sum of our parents.”
I shrugged. “I just can’t, okay?”
“Can’t isn’t the same as won’t,” she pointed out.
I grumbled at her for using our old soccer coach’s words against me.
I couldn’t tell you how many times I’d heard that phrase—and used it—over the years.
It was a common occurrence for those words to leave my mouth among my soccer girls.
“Well,” I said, “when this blows over, and if he still acknowledges me, I’ll maybe think about talking to him more.”
She rolled her eyes. “Yeah, right.”
Yeah, right, was correct.
I never talked to any boys.
I hadn’t since high school.
I just wasn’t willing to put myself through that again.
