Page 16 of Spike's Perdition
Megan flutters her lashes while raising her arm. She puckers her lips, presses her hand to them, and blows dramatically at theman walking by. She finishes her task by wiggling her fingers at him.
The man skips a step but then straightens, making a beeline right for us.
“You summoned me, gorgeous?” he asks, stepping up to our table. His patch readsPossum.
Megan grins. “Possum? I think there’s a story there.”
“Wouldn’t you like to know?” Possum leans in. “Come dance with me, and I’ll tell you all about it.”
“You’re on.” Megan hops down from her stool and takes his hand as he leads her to the dance floor.
Apple takes the stage, and pandemonium breaks out, but it quickly eases when she begins to sing.
“Alright, Eric. It’s your turn,” Tia announces.
“Bring it on shorty,” he taunts.
I glance around the bar and see a beautiful man walking toward us with a tray of food. He’s wearing a red off-the-shoulder top with black glitter writing that says ‘I don’t bite, I suck’. As he gets closer, I notice he’s wearing black leather pants and matching high-heeled boots.
“See that guy heading right for us?” I ask, and Eric smirks. “Call him ‘Daddy’ and get his number.”
“I thought you’d give me a hard one,” Eric whispers.
“Here you go!” the man announces as he places the food on the table. “Can I get you all anything else?”
“Just your number, Daddy,” Eric purrs while tracing his fingers up the guy’s arm.
“Daddy, huh? I like that.” He pulls Eric off his chair before weaving his fingers through his hair and pulling his face closer. “Most people call me RaRa, but you can call meDaddyanytime.”
RaRa crashes his lips to Eric’s, and I swear they both groan. For a moment, I feel like I need to give them privacy, but then RaRa breaks the kiss.
“Wow,” Eric mumbles, his eyes glazed over.
“My thoughts exactly, handsome.” RaRa holds out his hand. “Give me your phone.”
Eric hands him his phone, and RaRa puts in his number. After returning it to Eric, he pulls his own out of his back pocket and shows Eric the screen. “Now I have your number, too. I have to get back to work. Don’t be a stranger.”
RaRa sashays away as Eric watches his retreating back. “Did that just happen?”
“Yes, yes it did,” I answer since Tia’s mouth is frozen open.
“Fuck, that was hot!” Eric exclaims. “Should I call him? That man gave me chills.”
“Hell yeah, you should call him,” I encourage. “I think you both broke Tia.”
Tia blinks rapidly. “I’m fine… shocked, but fine. I can’t believe that just happened.”
“Believe it, babe,” Eric brags. “I’m a stud.”
“That you are, Queenie,” I confirm.
“Dear lord, that man can dance,” Megan announces as she takes her seat. “Did I see Eric kissing someone?”
“You looked like you were having fun,” I reply.
“That was RaRa. He delivered our food, Eric called himDaddy, and they exchanged numbers after swapping spit,” Tia explains.
“I take it that was Eric’s dare?” Megan asks.
