Several of the club girls came over to the men. Maria, a cute woman with long dark brown hair, came over to Diablo. “Hiya,” she said as she leaned next to him.
A smile spread over his face. Maria and Lucy were the only club girls he hung out with when he was in the mood. They provided conversation and fun when he needed it. Maria had a softness about her that he really liked, and Lucy, a redhead, had a temper that turned him on. He wasn’t into threesomes, so when his sexual desires craved a release he’d either go to one or the other. If he was in a pissed-off mood, Maria’s gentleness calmed him. If he was in his not-giving-a-shit mood, Lucy’s fiery temperament charged him up.
“How’re things going?” he asked her.
“Good. It looks like you guys had a serious powwow in there.” Diablo pursed his lips and raised his eyebrows. “I know. You can’t talk about it.” She ran her hand up his arm. “You gonna get me a drink?”
“Whatcha drinking?”
“Surprise me. I’ll meet you at the table.”
He walked over to the table, a beer in one hand and a tequila sour in the other. Maria pulled out a chair for him. “You been keeping pretty busy with your second job.” She wrapped her lips around the small straw and took a drink. “Yummy. Thanks.”
“I only work on Saturday nights if they need me. The rest of the time I’m still working at the mechanic shop.”
“I was downtown the other day and popped into Skid Marks to see you, but you weren’t there.”
“I must’ve been at the junkyard looking for parts.”
She leaned over and kissed his cheek, then wiped her nose, giggling. “Your beard tickles. You know, I miss you. The last time we hooked up was a few weeks ago. Lucy said it’s been about the same for her. Aren’t you horny as hell about now?” She rested her hand on his thigh.
The warmth of her hand made his dick jerk, but his mind wasn’t where his body was. He gently held her hand, moving it away from his thigh. “I’m just not feeling it right now. You know me. I can wait a long while before I need your lovin’.” He winked at her as disappointment settled into the fine lines on her forehead. “Sangre’s horny as all hell.”
“Sangre’s always horny.” She laughed and he joined in.
He liked Maria’s easy-going nature, and if he were interested in a girlfriend, he might even consider her. But then there was Lucy, who also made him feel good. The two women complemented each other nicely; sometimes he wished he could combine them to make one woman.
“Anyway, I like being with you. I never told you this before, but you’re my favorite of the brothers, and not just for sex. Even though you’re not much of a talker, I always feel so comfortable with you.” Diablo’s gaze fixed on her. “And it doesn’t make me nervous when you do what you’re doing right now. Some of the other girls are like, ‘It makes me nervous when he just stares at you. It’s like he’s looking right into you,’ but I don’t see it that way. You’re just a very intense and sensitive guy. I know you want everyone to think you’re badass all the time, but I think there’s a real softness about you. Lucky the woman who can dig beyond the surface and reach your hidden, dark corners. I bet she’ll find a treasure trove.” She took the straw out of the drink and took a big gulp.
“Maybe she’ll find dark demons she won’t be able to tame.” He took another swig of his beer.
“Maybe. Hell, we all got shit we keep from other people. Most of the time it’s easier to pretend that you don’t have a past, that the present is the only thing that matters.”
“I’ll drink to that.” He motioned for Patches to bring him another round.
“Since you never go with anyone but me and Lucy, I figure you must like us the best.”
He nodded. “Wasn’t too hard to figure that one out.”
“You ever wanna try out one of the other club girls? I was just curious.” She stirred her fresh tequila sour with her straw.
“Nope.”
“Hey, Maria, you busy?” Sangre asked as he sat on the chair next to her.
“Can’t you see Diablo and me are talking?” She sipped her drink.
“Sorry, dude. I didn’t know you guys had something going right now.” Sangre wiped the corners of his mouth. “I was just horny and Maria popped in my mind.”
Maria looked at Diablo and laughed while Sangre looked confused. “You good if I entertain Sangre? You know you got first dibs.” She placed her hand over his.
“Go on. Have a good time,” Diablo said.
She finished her drink, then slowly rose from her chair. Sangre tugged her to him. Throwing a soft smile at Diablo, she walked away with Sangre.
Watching the tips of her long hair swaying just above her butt, a girl from his past pushed through the cobwebs in his mind.Hannah. Fuck. I haven’t thought about her in years.She’d been the only one he gave his heart to, and she’d been the first to decimate it.
“Any news on when the next fights are gonna be?” Goldie’s voice startled him. The past scampered to the dark recesses of his mind.
