Page 51 of Gemini
“Everyone here is either a biker or illegally racing cars. So which one is your guy?”
“What makes you think I’m with a guy?”
He shrugged. “Guy, girl. Bet they’re a biker, aren’t they?”
“Why?”
His gaze fell down to my legs where I still wore my braces.
My brows rose. “You think I got in an accident on a bike?”
“Can’t blame me for assuming.”
I laughed. “No. Ironically it was from a car.”
“No shit.” He took a sip of his beer, his eyes still on me. “They run you over or what?” he asked as he set his drink down.
“Yeah, actually.”
“Jesus. I’m sorry.”
“Yeah, me too.”
He leaned in a little closer, his leg brushing against mine. “What kind of car if you don’t mind me asking?”
“A Corvette.”
He shook his head. “Should have guessed. Assholes all of them.”
I don’t know why but that got another laugh out of me.
The guy grinned and started to say something else when one of the bouncers came over and tapped on his shoulder. The guy twisted around to look at him and the bouncer gestured for him to step away. I watched him get real close and talk in his ear, his hand gripping the man’s shoulder. He was larger and at least an inch taller. The man I had been talking to stiffened. His eyes dragged over to a corner of the lounge where a group sat. I followed his gaze and saw who he was staring at.
Leslie sat with a few of his biker friends, drinking whiskey. He wasn’t looking our way but appeared to be listening in on someone else talking. Still, I knew better. My stomach twistedas I watched him. I glanced back over to the bouncer, watching him pat the guy’s shoulder, directing him somewhere else. Somewhere away from me.
The man glanced at me, and I saw a nervous look in his eyes. He nodded his head then turned and walked away.
As I lost him in the crowd, I looked back at Leslie. He was side-eyeing me now as his friends continued to talk.
I glared back at him for a moment before downing my drink. Setting the can on the counter I stalked to the entrance of the club and walked out into the courtyard.
The night had cooled down considerably. Crickets chirped nearby and I could see part of the moon behind the clouds. There were still a few cars left, and several bikes parked. A small group smoked nearby, otherwise the courtyard was empty.
I walked to the center and stopped, wrapping my arms around my chest. I stared at the cars, including a Mustang that looked similar to the one that had driven over me almost a year ago.
“Must be triggering.”
I nearly jumped at the voice. I looked around and caught Leslie standing behind me, blocking out the light of the club. His hands were in his pockets as he stood there watching me. How he was so silent still unnerved me.
I caught his gaze then quickly looked away. I told him and his brother about the accident months ago back at the church. Lez had said something similar back then too. “Funny, it doesn’t make me feel much of anything now,” I said. “I don’t dwell on the event more than I have to.”
“Seems like a good idea.”
I hugged myself a little tighter. “You didn’t have to send that guy away. It wasn’t like I was interested. We were just talking.”
He didn’t say anything at first. I heard him move closer until he was standing beside me. “He was interested though and a guy like that doesn’t take no for an answer.”
I snorted. “How would you know?”
