hotel was definitely not his norm.
“Why can’t I go?” I ask confused. Maybe the club is tired of having me around?
“Red, some things are better not asked,” Bull says and turns back to his brothers effectively dismissing me. I want to be assertive and demand to know the real reason, but I’m just not that person and it sucks.
“It’s because of the Atlanta chapter. Last time they were here, the place was rowdy. They’re protecting you,” Nicole offers, putting her hand on mine.
I look up at her. She is beautiful. She has these blue eyes that just light up a room. Her hair is a golden blonde and has grown longer since I’ve met her. She is wearing these black leggings with matching high-heeled boots and a long burnt orange sweater. I almost feel dowdy next to her—to all of these women really. Dani is like a runway model, tall, skinny, perfect bone structure and this dark chestnut hair that is long, silky-smooth and gorgeous. Lips, whose name is actually Vida, is just as gorgeous. Her dark skin looks like warm, creamy coffee and her hair is long with purple color woven in. You’d think it was black until the light hits and you have to do a double take. They are all dressed kind of like Nicole, casual to be sure—but totally different from my faded blue jeans and baby pink t-shirt. My hair is pulled up high in a pony-tail and I spent the morning taming my curls and straightening them. Whereas, all the women around me have on makeup, I hadn’t bothered. I seldom do. It just seems too much effort. If I made myself up and wore more stylish clothes, would Jacob notice me more then? I hold in my groan. It doesn’t matter what I do, Jacob will never notice or care. Well, unless I died. He might notice then. At least long enough to celebrate.
“Earth to Carrie!” Lips says and I smile.
“Sorry, was just thinking.”
“I mean it honey. It’s not you. The men love you. They’re trying to protect you from the party and everything that goes on,” Nicole reiterates.
“I know,” I say quietly, but out loud this time. “I don’t understand why, I mean I know what sex is,” I grumble and curse at the way my cheeks fill with heat.
“I’m with carrot top,” Dani adds in. I hate that nickname, but I let her do it. Dani seems cold-hearted at times, but I think she has a lot going on inside of her. I’m horribly shy, so I’ve done a lot of people watching over the years. I honestly think that Dani uses being outspoken as a defense. I wonder if anyone has ever seen the real her? I’m not even sure she’s shown Nicole.
“You’re not going, Red.”
I hear Bull over my shoulder and I screw up my face mocking his dour look I know he has right now. I don’t need to look to know it’s there. The girls automatically start laughing and I join in, but quieter.
“Have you and Dragon set a date yet?” I ask because I know they’ve been talking about it and I’m anxious to get the conversation off of me.
“We were hoping for Valentine’s Day, but that’s not going to happen,” she says her face hid behind her hair. She’s looking down at one of her nails like it holds the secrets of the universe.
“Why not?” I ask.
“Dragon’s being a jerk,” she grumbles.
“What do you mean?” I ask confused, because I’ve seen them together and he seems to dote on her.
“He won’t ask his men to wear monkey suits,” Dani explained.
“It’s just for one day. I don’t see what the big damn deal is! I mean really, I’m pledging my troth to the big dummy!” Nicole complains.
Dani busts out laughing and it’s so hard that she’s snorting. Eventually, we all join in.
“What the fuck is a troth anyways?” Dani asks wiping tears from her face when we finally stop.
“It’s like you’re pledging your loyalty,” I explain with a grin.
“It sounds like something you hold for a pig to eat out of,” Nicole says with a giggle.
“You could always let him eat you and get him to agree to the
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