I shook my head. “I have a guy so I haven’t been on dating sitesbefore.”
She grabbed her phone. “Well, it’s this magical app for your phone where you just scroll through pictures of hot guys and if you like them and they like you, you’re able to chatwiththem.”
She went through a couple of guys, all of them not anywhere near my type, showing me how the stupid thingworked.
“That’s interesting. The marvels of modern day technology. So when are you going to be meetingthisdude?”
She bit her bottom lip. “I kind of told him that I am working here tonight and he said he was going to swing byafterwork.”
Strange dude, hitting on a club member’s family member in the bar—yeah, that sounded like the worst idea ever, but who was I to tell her no? For all I knew, this guy could be the salt of the earth, but then again, he could be the devil indisguise.
“Well, that’ll beinteresting.”
Keira started moving the beer bottles around to make room for restocking. “I figured it was better for him and me to meet for the first time inpublic.
She did have a point there. “I am looking forward tomeetinghim.”
She shrieked a little, pouncing with excitement. “Metoo!”
The beginning of our evening shift went by smoothly with mostly regulars coming in to shoot pool or darts after finishing up their day shifts and other secret bullshit club members did withtheirdays.
Keira grabbed my forearm lightly as her eyes darted to the dooropening.
“Isthathim?”
She smiled with gritted teeth. “It is. I’m so fuckingnervous.”
The tall, broad shouldered guy made his way over to the bar, both his arms covered in patriotic tattoos. He took a seat and smiled a sweet toothy grin at Keira. “You’re more beautiful than yourpictures.”
Her grip tightened quickly on my arm before she released it. “Dereck, this is my coworker,Raine.”
We shook hands. “How you doin’,darlin’?”
“It’s nice to meet you, Dereck.Excuseme.”
Out of the corner of my eye, I watched my own hunky man belly up tothebar.
Going over to where Ryder and Red took seats, I couldn't help but notice how thick the air felt. Something was definitely off with the twoofthem.
“Hey Ryder, Red. How’sitgoin’?”
Red nodded to me. “Hey sweetheart. I’ll take aCoors.”
“Babe, I need a shot.” Ryder’s eyes were hollowed as he glared down at thebartop.
After grabbing Red’s beer, I poured him a double of Jameson, neat. “Everythingokay?”
He threw it back in one swift motion. “It will be once I take careofit.”
I looked down at this cut, noticing that it finally didn't say prospect any more. My blood ran cold. I knew there couldn't be anything good coming out of his mood on the first day of him being an actualmember.
“Do I need to beworried?”
He growled. “Never.”
I wiped the bar off in front of him as he looked around, eyeing Keira’s Tinder match at the other end of the bar. “Who’s thenewguy?”
I glanced over to see Keira, elbows on the bar, making goo-goo eyes at her new fella. “He’s a guy Keira is talking to. Met him on some dating app. Timber or some shitlikethat.”
