“You could shower at…” I trailed off, because was I inviting him into Auntie Pam’s place, to get naked? That’d just be weird, awkward, and inappropriate.
“It’s okay. Just, I mean, bring a toothbrush or whatever, but shower at home first.”
I pulled up outside a roadside coffee shop that announced it had cinnamon buns and other pastries. I needed food to soak up this lingering hangover, along with a bucket of coffee.
“The rooms are a little crappy, I mean, I’m guessing they’re all like yours?”
Rocket shrugged as he climbed out of the car, tucking Nixie inside his jacket for warmth from the bite in the air. It was getting colder again, like a frost was coming. Great. Still, at least it’d be one of the last before Spring was really truly here, and that reminded me of how long I’d been here already and was nowhere in life, because I’m still a part-time vet, starting afresh with bugger all left in my name.
“Others might be larger, or something, I don’t know. Doesn’t matter anyway. From what I overheard the other day, I think they’re planning to bulldoze the place.”
Chapter Sixteen
I’d overheard Harley andCaroline murmuring about stuff now and then, and it finally made sense. The secret project sounded like a plan to trash the entire club site, and rebuild from scratch. It couldn’t happen soon enough for my liking, because the place was a shithole. Compared to the other Phoenix site, it was a dump, and I’m being kind there. It also started as a bad place, and wiping the slate clean really couldn’t hurt at this point.
“You hold Nixie, and I’ll go order.” I passed the pup to V before she could argue, as she tended to do, and instead raised my eyebrows at her until she declared what she wanted. A latte and cinnamon roll? Yeah, that sounded good. It was only when I sat beside her again, and we had our coffee and ‘breakfast’ that I addressed some of the shit we were both tiptoeing around.
“I like you, V. Not just as a friend, but if that’s all you’re looking for, that’s enough for me… for now.”
She choked on her coffee and glared at me.
“Thank you. I was looking to be choked by you today.”
I grinned slowly. “That can be arranged. I have no problems with gripping your throat as I-”
“Will you shush? There are kids at the next table!”
Yeah, no shit. Noisy fuckers. They wouldn’t hear us over the way they were yelling at each other about some fucking shitty TV show they seemed to like and hate in equal measure. TV shows sucked lately. I liked the older stuff, and thankfully so did V.
“Just saying. You mentioned rebounding, and that’s fine. I get it. You come out of something big, and sometimes what you need is just meaningless fucking. I can definitely give you that.”
The table of noisy teens quieted a little, and if they wanted to earwig on us, they were gonna hear shit that they wouldn’t even begin to understand yet. Ugh. Even to my own brain that sounded creepy. I turned and glared at them.
“Mind your own biz.”
Several of them widened their eyes and turned away. Teenage boys all think they’re the shit until someone bigger glances their way. Maybe they’d keep it down now too.
“Rocket!”
I shrugged, chewing on the last piece of my cinnamon bun thing, which honestly was fucking delicious. I had been tempted to offer a piece to Nixie, but I wasn’t sure she was allowed solid stuff yet.
“I’m trying to put my cards on the table here, V. I like you. You’re fun. You’re wicked smart. You’re deadly. And you know what else? You are seriously fucking hot. I mean, I swear I’d give anything to spend a night licking you all over.”
“Oh my god! Will you stop?” She didn’t look embarrassed though, I mean, maybe it was wishful thinking, but I think she looked horny.
“No strings, babe. Just you, me, and my cock. Could be fun?” I shrugged again, because I was trying to fake carelessness, while simultaneously realising this meant more to me than it should.If she said no, fine, we could just be friends, but I think I’d still keep wanting her. Wanting more. Wondering how she tastes. How she looks when she comes. How responsive she is to the way I’ll touch her.
“Dickhead,” I muttered to myself, because I was horny now too, and in a fucking public place, with kids nearby. I couldn’t even risk adjusting my jeans without looking like a perv or something.
“What?”
I leaned over the table, and lowered my voice.
“Gave myself a boner. Kinda awkward right now, ya know?”
V giggled, biting her lip as she sobered again. Oh yeah, definitely fucking horny too.
“So... you’re saying, if I came to the club again tonight, to your room, all freshly showered, and… and… what would happen?”
