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“I haven’t,” Layla pipes up sweetly, arm raised. “The only member of HOH I’ve slept with is Sean.” She giggles using the acronym the town does for the Hounds of Hell.
“On the first night you met him.” Maria smirks.
I look at my friend.
“Couldn’t help it, all he had to do was touch me.” Layla smiles wistfully, and I feel a pang of uncontrollable jealousy.
I look at the other three girls as Chantel points between herself and the other two. “As far as not sleeping with Wolfe…we can’t say the same, but that’s ancient history. Like, years ago ancient history.” They laugh and there’s something about it—maybe the fruity shots I just inhaled—that makes me laugh with them.
“You all are a lot braver than I am,” I admit honestly.
“Don’t knock it till you try it. You hang around long enough, it’s just inevitable,” Maria says, spraying perfume down her cleavage.
“Hey, don’t bust my friend’s chops. She’s had two years of mediocre and occasional orgasms.” Layla winks.
I mouth the word “asshole” at her, and she grins. I love that our friendship is the type that picks right up where it left off even when time passes. Right now, I’m thanking my lucky stars I ran into her last week. At least I feel like I have someone. With Layla it’s always easy.
Layla stands up and makes her way to the mirror behind us to primp. I follow her because sitting here makes me antsy.
“So…will he be there tonight?” I ask, hating myself for not being able to hold the question in, I lean in to apply lipstick in the mirror beside Layla. As soon as I do and see Chantel’s smirk over my shoulder, I want to curl into a ball of embarrassment because she’s totally on to me.
“Wolfe? Of course. Nothing happens at the club if he isn’t there,” Layla says. She bites her lip in thought as she pulls gloss out of her purse, using the same mirror I stand in front of to apply it before side eyeing me.
“You know, you could have some fun with him,” Layla says, rubbing her lips together.
I scoff.
“Don’t make that uppity face. If not him, then someone like him, someone different than the boring, bland old vanilla you’re used to,” she adds before turning to me. “Sorry to say, Brin, but what you’re doing hasn’t worked for you. You’ve always dated preppy goody boys. Maybe you need aman.”
I shake my head. “I wouldn’t have the first clue about whatto do with a man like that.” I turn to the room. “You all didn’t care that he didn’t want to, like, date? Just having sex with him, that didn’t make it weird afterward?” I ask them all. I know how clueless I sound, but I genuinely want to know how this works for all of them.
They all laugh.
“I don’t think Wolfe understands the concept of dating or a relationship,” Maria says.
“Or even has feelings,” Amber adds with a giggle. “You know what you’re getting into with him immediately.”
“That man will be single forever. He has everything on his shoulders, and I heard him say once he doesn’t believe in love,” Maria says. “Hell, half the time I don’t even think he believes inlike.I went to school with him. Known him for twenty-two years, since we were ten years old. He’s never had a girlfriend but always had a girl, if you know what I mean.”
I register that he’s eight years older than me. I knew he was older.
She laughs. “And to answer you, no, it’s not weird. It is what it is. All the guys have their own demons, Wolfe, especially, but they’re all safe. Wolfe never even kisses women.”
“Why hasn’t he kissed a woman?” I ask in shock, which makes the other girls laugh at my innocence.
“I’m sure hehaskissed plenty, but he justdoesn’tkiss. I don’t even think he’s been with the same woman twice,” Maria says with a shrug, like that’s normal.
I picture that big, inked body hovering over me again this time on a bed, this time he’s leaning in to kissme. I blink to push the image from my mind. Too much of this fruity alcohol.
“He’s not my type and I’m sure I’m not his…” I shake my head.
Layla locks arms with me as we prepare to leave and leans in.
“Maybenot your typeis just what you need.”
Chantel slips on her spiky black heels. “Come on, new girl, let us introduce you to the fun side of the town.”
Well, shit. I have no idea if I’m ready for that.
