Page 63 of The Savage Outlaw

“It’s awful.”

“Yet you keep drinking it.”

Eden smiled. “It’s this place. It just sucks you in.”

“No. You’re terrified right now. All eyes are on you. And you’re not wearing ink.”

“What’s the ink thing about?”

Maggie shook her head. “Oh, no. That’s not my place. I just serve the drinks.”

“And suck dick,” a voice said from behind Eden.

She turned her head as Mara approached the bar.

Mara looked cute with her little baby bump starting to show.

She sat down at the bar. “Give me two shots of whiskey, right now.”

“Excuse me?” Eden yelled. “You’re pregnant!”

“So? The baby has biker blood.”

Eden sat in disbelief as Maggie walked away and returned with two glasses, filled to the brim.

“You’re fucking joking me right now,” Eden said.

“Try me,” Mara said.

“Fuck you for serving her!” Eden yelled at Maggie. “You little tit whore. Put a fucking bra on!”

“Tell her!” Mara laughed.

Eden lunged almost over the bar.

She grabbed the two shot glasses, knowing drinking them would be a mistake. Of course her mind told her to just dump them out, but that didn’t seem…outlaw-like.

Eden quickly downed the shots, one after another, and braced herself for the burn, knowing after that she’d be sloppy drunk, knowing after that she would most definitely end up puking.

None of that happened though. Instead, Eden smacked her lips together at the rush of sweetness. And…

“Apple juice?” Eden asked.

Both Mara and Maggie started to laugh. Eden’s face felt hot.

“You two were fucking with me,” Eden said.

“I always order two shots of whiskey,” Mara said.

“And I always bring her two shots of apple juice,” Maggie said.

“I’m sorry,” Eden said. “Holy crap do I feel like a complete psycho right now.” She looked at Maggie. “And I called you a whore.”

“To be fair, she is a whore,” Mara said.

Maggie lifted her right middle finger at Mara while still looking at Eden.

“It’s okay,” Maggie said. “You were being protective. Takes a lot of guts to stand up like that in this place.”

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