Page 17 of Dark As Coal

I nodded.

Then I made him and myself a plate, and carried it over to him, but, when I moved to go sit with Lizette, Sutton, and Angelyn, where the club girls sat, I felt him hook his finger in the pocket of the hoodie and I stilled.

Looking at him, it was to see him tilt his head to the seat next to him.

Was I going to question it?

No.

Negative.

No siree, Bob.

It was after we all ate, and I was helping wash the breakfast dishes that he asked something that had me rambling in nervousness, “Why didn’t you come back to bed after you relieved that organ?”

Okay, that was funny, which caused me to chuckle, until my brain processed the first words of that question.

I bit my lip, was that an option? Umm…. Before I could fully process the meaning behind those words, my mouth started talking, “Well, when I had to pee, I couldn’t put my dress back on. And I didn’t want to go out in the hall naked.” I watched as his eyes flared at that, but kept on talking, “So I put these things on, and got hungry. But well… I helped the girls clean up, and my stomach couldn’t be ignored.”

He didn’t say anything.

Not when he nodded.

Not when he stepped away from me and headed out of the kitchen.

But… then… as soon as he was out of sight, I heard his voice loud and clear, “You look good in my shit.”

Everything around me froze.

The few brothers that were still in the kitchen.

The girls.

Gabby.

Stella.

Even Chloe, Stella’s best friend.

Before it fell, I swung back to the sink and sniffed, trying to keep that tear in.

And all around me, I heard…

“Damn.” Gabby fanned herself.

Sutton sighed, “That was hot.”

Priest, muttered, “Knew he had it in him.”

Angelyn purred, “That man’s voice.”

Asher chuckled, “Making the rest of us look like idiots.”

I was still in Coal’s clothes as I started to put the dishes away that Angelyn had dried when she looked at me and said, “Look, I’m sorry about last night. But men like Coal are rare. And I’ve always wanted a man like him. I’ve always wanted to be there for a man like him and to just have him only want me and me alone.”

“Is that the reason you wanted to be a club girl? To land him?” I asked.

She looked down at her short neon orange mini-skirt and then nodded.

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