Page 36 of Savage Spades

“Does he usually not bring anyone?” she asked, already knowing the answer.

Lily shook her head and let out a sigh. “Most of the guys don’t. I don’t know what’s wrong with these men. We need more women in the club.”

“How many women are there?” Jen asked.

“Just a few of us.”

Cam looked around. All the women seemed to be at least five years older than her. The female to male ratio was definitely out of whack.

“Those hoochies don’t count,” Lily said.

Jen choked on her coffee, clearly holding back a laugh.

“Hey, Lily! Where are the plates?” a small boy called out.

“Looks like I’m needed. Hopefully, I’ll see you girls around. We always have brunch on Sundays at the club, so don’t be afraid to stop by.” She patted Cam’s leg before leaving the table.

After Kit came back with a bag of McDonald’s and a Coke for her, they ate and packed up the tent. Jen and Hugo stayed to spend another night.

Kit pulled his truck up in front of her house and helped her grab her bag from the back.

“I’ll start working on your truck,” he said.

“Thanks.”

They stood there for a moment before she cleared her throat. “So about us…”

He smiled that cocky grin of his. “What about us?”

“Are we like...dating?”

He laughed. “I had to hold your truck hostage just to get you to go on this camping trip.”

She smiled. “True. How about you come over sometime…to the house? Not now, but maybe one day when I’m showered and not smelling like lake water--”

She shut her mouth before she could babble on any longer.

He raised an eyebrow. “You sure?”

All she’d done up to this point was give him a hard time, so she wasn’t surprised by his response.

She nodded. “Yeah.”

“I’ll see you tomorrow.”

She turned and walked toward her house. “Goodbye, Kit.”

*****

The sound of the floorboards creaking woke her out of her sleep. Her heart raced as she tried to calm her breathing. Jen wasn’t supposed to be back until the morning. Venom. She’d been so wrapped up in her life she almost forgot about the threat dangling over her head. She looked around the dark bedroom searching for anything she could grab as a weapon. Venom would probably have a gun if he wanted to kill her, but the sick bastard probably intended to kidnap her and use her as his personal sex slave. Her hands were sweaty as she grabbed a hold of the lamp on the bedside table. If she was going down, she’d go down fighting. She quietly crept out of bed but paused as she heard laughter.

“Shh, Cam is sleeping.”

Cam sighed with relief at the sound of Jen’s voice.

She opened her bedroom door to find Jen and Hugo pushed up against the wall in the hallway. Jen turned her head at the sound of the door opening.

“Fuck, I’m sorry, Cam. I didn’t mean to wake you.” Jen’s eyes moved to the lamp that Cam had clutched in her hand. “You were going to attack me with a lamp?”

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