“That’s fine. Another time perhaps, Letty.” I returned to my chair and resumed eating. No chance I’d let her chase me away.
“All right. I’m going to check on my wife and child.” Jefe left.
My ears dialed into Letty and the guy named GQ whispering, but I wouldn’t let them bother me. I took out my phone and sent Kevin a text.
Kelly: I’ll be home in 30mins. I’m bring you the most amazing burrito ever.
Kevvy: Good I’m starving
Kelly: Of course you are. Haha.
“Fine!” Letty yelled. “But don’t come crawl back to me, when you need your dick sucked!” She stormed out of the bar.
“Another one bites the dust,” Dom said. “Now all the girls have rejected you. Sucks for you.”
“Sucks,” Skillz said through his laughing. “He won’t be getting any sucking.”
“You both can fuck off!” GQ yelled. The next thing I heard was his stool falling over.
I waited several beats before turning around to see if my suspicions were correct and the barstool was on its side, and it was. But what drew my attention more was GQ limping away.
“Don’t mind him,” Dom told me and waved his hand at GQ. “He’s never been the same since his accident.”
“What happened?”
“A garbage truck ran him over last summer,” Skillz replied. “It’s totally fucked up.”
“That’s awful. Poor guy.” I knew how challenging his recovery had to have been. Had seen many horrifying injuries over the years. My mind ran wild imagining a mangled mess.
Shaking the images out of my head, I collected my things and tossed my paper plate into the trashcan by the buffet table.
“See ya,” I told Dom and Skillz.
“Leaving already?” Dom asked.
“I’m going to check on Cass once more, then head out. Take care.” Hopefully, Slay didn’t try to convince me to stay longer. I was confident Cass would be okay.
And I just wanted to go home.
6
GQ
“Son of a bitch,” I hissed as I went outside for some fresh air. Those assholes. When would they learn I wasn’t the same guy I used to be? I wasn’t up for joking around, not when it was about my manhood or lack of it.
I was bitter about my situation.
Embarrassed I couldn’t get my cock hard.
But causing a scene like I had back there was stupid. The last thing I wanted was to draw more attention to my impotence.
The summer night was comfortable. Not too hot, quiet and dark.
I scanned my surroundings and noticed the members patrolling the property. Being on the outskirts of town, I liked how isolated I felt. If it weren’t for the lights scattered about on the road, it would feel like we were in the middle of nowhere.
An evening stroll might be what I needed. I could clear my head and cool down. I chuckled a little as I remembered what the nurse said to Letty,no skanky chick is going to call me a slut. Only my friends can do that.
Skanky chick, oh that was funny. I snorted to myself as I approached what I presumed was the nurse’s cage. A Honda. Typical.
