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I know but I didn’t want to offload all of that on him, we were in the moment
Manny
Well, from what I know about women all I can say is: you deserve the best, and he should be the one chasing you, not the other way around
Me
I knew you’d say that
Manny
I’m old fashioned, what can I say?
Me
I think I know what I have to do
Manny
If he really wants it, he’ll come around. Using the MC as an excuse is a pussy move
Me
I know. But that’s part of the problem, it’s a lot to deal with. It’s not just Dad or Tag, it’s the whole damn club. They treat me like a baby
Manny
That isn’t true. They’ve let you prospect, and I know for a fact Cash wouldn’t just go through the motions unless he thought you had real potential
Me
This is why I love you
Manny
Great. Can I go back to sleep now?
Me
Yes, you can. Goodnight!
Manny
Sleep tight!
I sigh. Dropping my phone onto the bedside table. Maybe Manny is right, and I need to lay it all out on the table. Show him I’m not ‘too young’ for him because age is just a number, after all. Okay, I may not have a ton of experience with guys, but that doesn’t mean I don’t want to have them. I’m not saving myself for marriage or anything like that, but I know myself. I really have always believed when I do have sex, it’ll be amazing andwith someone I care about. Not just some wild, drunken frolick like most of my friends experienced.
The next day at the club there’s a commotion because Angel, from the Bracken Ridge Rebels MC, is in town visiting a friend. She’s the VP’s ol’ lady. With her eldest daughter, Rawlings, they stopped by to see Deanna and Summer because they were part of the MC back in Arizona, with Deanna’s dad being the Pres.
I’ve met her once before and always liked her sass. She’s a lot like me in a way and says what she thinks with zero fucks what anyone thinks.
Rawlings is almost eighteen now and looks like she’ll follow in her mom’s footsteps and be part of the MC. I wonder if she’s thought about asking to prospect, but Angel beats me to it.
“So, you’re the new prospect everyone’s talking about?” She smiles, and I grin back. Angel is a beautiful woman, blonde, with two full tattoo sleeves and a nose ring, and she’s rocking biker chick like nobody’s business.
“I guess it is a little out of the box.” I shrug.
She gives me a chin lift. “How are the boys treating you?”
