“We’ll figure that shit out if it goes down that way,” Shooter said to both of us.
Casa nodded once and looked back down at the screen. He typed in abunch of shit and then let out aloud breath before he hit the keys one final time. Casa let out along whistle before turning his screen to us. Hundreds of squares of live footage from around the city filled it.
“Jesus, the eagle fucking eye really is always watching,” Rider said. “Anyone else find this alittle disconcerting?”
Just then aknock came on the door, and Shooter barked out a“what” and the door swung open. My three prospects—Max, Aden, and Thomas—came in. Aden and Thomas were relatively new prospects, and the way things were going, it seemed like they were going to get an initiation by fire.
Igave swift instructions on what Iwanted to happen and where they were to go, and they all nodded and left the room without further question. When Ilooked out into the club, twenty or so worried faces looked back at me.
“Now what?” Isaid.
Casa glanced up briefly to me. “Now someone gets me afucking mochaccino and abag of Skittles and Ifind your girl.” He winked at me before turning his attention back to his screen.
Ilooked over at Dom as Shooter and the others stood up and filed out of the room to leave Casa to do what he did best.
“She’snot my girl,” Isaid.
Dom stared at me. “She better not be,” he replied before moving past me, his shoulder slamming into mine hard enough to make me take astep back. When he got to the doorway he looked back in. “She’sapain in my ass, but she’sstill my little sister, Gauge. She’stoo young for you, Grandpa.” He walked away without waiting for me to reply, and Ilet out an angry sigh.
“He’snot wrong, you know,” Casa said without looking up. “She is too young for you.”
“Jesus, not you too. I’mnot interested in her. She’safucking kid, and abitch to boot.”
Casa looked up briefly. “The lady doth protest too much, methinks.”
Iscowled and he chuckled.
“Listen, I’mnot judging; she’safine piece and Iget why Dom kept her away from the club. If Iweren’twith Harlow then Iwould have chased her regardless of Dom’svengeance. Because look, men are simple creatures and we can’talways help who, or what, we like. Take me and this one chick Idated afew years back. She had three nipples, brother. Three. Ithought all my dreams had come true, but when it came down to it Ididn'tknow what to do with myself. Do Iplay with two and suck on one? Do Isuck on one and play with one, leaving the other one out? What Ithought was going to be adream turned into anightmare because my brain can apparently only concentrate on two nipples at atime. Who fuckin’ knew, right?”
“What the ever-loving fuck are you talking about, Casa?” Isnapped.
“Hear me out. Iliked her, even when Ididn’twant to, but she was fuckin’ up my head—her and her three damn nipples—so Ihad to walk away.” Casa looked back down at the screen.
“Idon’tunderstand adamn thing you’re telling me.” Iscowled, my frustration growing.
“Jesus, brother, it’snot that difficult. Sometimes we have to try the things that we know will be bad for us whether we want to or not. She may be too young for you, but if Pops can still get it up for Rose then I’msure you can too. And she’slegal, right, so if she likes you and you like her.” He looked up and started slapping his hands together and making slurping noises.
“Jesus, Casa,” Igrumbled, but all he did was laugh. “I’ma say it one more time: Idon’tlike her. Like at all.”
Casa wiggled his eyebrows and looked back down at the laptop in front of him. “Bring me my Skittles and amocha, bitch!” he called after me as Istormed away.
