We eat in silence for a while.
“Good?” I ask her.
“Mmhmm,” she hums, sounding pleased.
The waitress sets up a folding metal tray stand next to the table.
“Pizza’s comin’ better finish up,” I tease her. When the fuck did I turn into a guy who jokes around with a woman?
She grins at me as she sets her fork down. “I love this place.”
“You’ve never been?”
“Nope.”
The waitress carries out our pizza. I take the cutter from her and dish out slices for each of us. Karina picks up her fork and knife, cutting her slice into smaller pieces she then picks up with her fingers. It’s the oddest thing, but also somehow endearing.
“I don’t want to be a doctor anymore,” she says after a while.
“No?”
She shakes her head. “Too much school. Too much money. Long hours. I’m thinking more like an X-ray tech or something I can finish quickly, but still make money.”
“You do well in school?” Like the asshole I am, all I’m thinking ’bout is the fact that the club could use someone with medical knowledge to help us out when things get rough.
She shrugs. “I always want to do better, you know?”
No, I really didn’t know. I hadn’t given a fuck about school, other than getting out, but I nod anyway.
“So, what does your father do that he leaves you alone for so long?”
She twitches and shifts in her chair before answering. “He’s a long-haul trucker.”
Something pricks at the back of my mind. Club’s got a trucker who runs some shit for us to Santa Fe every couple weeks.
“Where’s your mother?”
“Dead.”
Shit. “Sorry, baby girl.”
She shrugs and glances away. “Happened a while ago.”
“What else do you like to do?”
She flicks her eyes up at me, as if she’s surprised I give a shit. Hell, I’m surprised myself, so I can’t blame her.
“I read a lot. Hang out with my friend Athena. Nothing exciting.” Her lips curl up into a sexy smirk. “Well, until yesterday when this sexy biker picked me up.”
After her earlier behavior, this more forward, seductive thing she’s doing is fuckin’ hot. I’m really likin’ how unpredictable my little bitch is.
“You stayin’ with me the whole weekend?”
The vixen is replaced with something more vulnerable. “If you want me to.”
“Yeah, I want you to.” Hell, I’m ready to move her into my cabin permanently. Right the fuck now. But I’ll see how the weekend goes and tell her on Sunday.
Then she says three words that make my dick rock hard the instant they leave her lips.
