Six
Krista
What the hell was I thinking? I don’t know any of these people! Half naked girls roam around the room, grinding on guys. Some are kissing each other. Jesus, it’s like a brothel in here.
“You having fun?” Dez asks me over the music.
“I don’t really know,” I admit making her laugh.
“You get used to it. The girls know which guys they can touch and which ones they better keep their hands off,” she says.
“Hands off?”
“Yeah, the guys with old ladies, they steer clear of,” she says pointing out Gauge, Shaft and a few other guys that don’t have women hanging off them. I get it now.
“So, all the others are single?” I ask curious about Wolf.
“Yeah, they are.” My eyes find him across the room. Not like I had to look very hard. Two girls straddle each of his thighs, grinding themselves against him. He doesn’t even seem to notice them or if he does, he isn’t acting like it. He’s carrying on a conversation with another guy.
“Wolf’s a good guy.”
“Seems great,” I say. Dez laughs.
“The girls go after anyone.” I nod my head and scan the room once more when I see Sly, who I know now as the president. He turns to look at something over his shoulder when he catches me looking. He smiles and motions for me to come over.
“That’s my dad,” Dez says. I glance over at her.
“Good to know,” I say smoothly. I want to laugh because I find him attractive but there’s no way in hell I’m going near her dad. That’s a little too embarrassing for me. Dez gives me a little shove in his direction and I find my feet moving before I can even think about it. In no time, I’m standing next to him.
“You havin’ fun?” He asks leaning down and whispering in my ear. I’m a little tipsy but not drunk, but just hearing his rough voice makes my stomach tumble.
“Yeah. I’m probably going to go soon.”
“You’re welcome to stay.” When I look up into his eyes, I can see the lust in them. He isn’t ugly, in fact, he’s sexy as hell. His hand comes up and cups my cheek, his thumb running over my flesh. I close my eyes, but just as I’m about to sink into something I’m not sure I should, I feel something hard at my back. My eyes fly open as Sly chuckles.
“Think that means you have plans for the night,” he says lowering his hand and turning back to the conversation he was having. I start to turn my head and look over my shoulder, but I’m stopped.
“Just walk,” the words whisper over my skin. Heat coils in my stomach but again, my stupid feet move for me. I walk as he stays plastered to my back guiding me down the hall. Only when we stop at a door does he move and open it, ushering me inside. I shouldn’t be doing this. I don’t know him. I don’t know any of them. I need to leave but when the door clicks shut, my heart leaps into my throat.
“I know how to fight.”
“Is that with or without clothes?” He asks raising an eyebrow as he comes to stand in front of me.
“Both.”
“I wasn’t gonna touch you, Krista. You looked like you were panickin’ a little. Thought I’d give you a breather.” His eyes look to be telling the truth but so did Tom’s. The memories are still fresh in my mind even all these years later. I take a step back as they swarm my vision.
“Whatever you’re thinkin’, it ain’t me,” Wolf’s voice is soft and reassuring as I swallow and straighten myself out. “There you are,” he says softly, lifting his hand to my cheek.
“Sorry.”
“Don’t be. Life kicks us all when we’re down, yeah?”
“I guess so. I should probably go.”
“How’s the leg healin’?”
“It’s good. Thanks.” He nods and lights up a cigarette offering me one. I take the pack, slide one out and light up with him. Smoke fills the air as he drops onto the bed and motions for me to sit too. I hesitate only a second before I walk over and sit.
“I got some other ideas while I was watchin’ you tonight.” What the hell?
“You were watching me?” His eyes come to meet mine and I almost gasp.
“How could I not?” The air in the room thickens as he stares at me. That is until the door flies open. We both turn to look as a tall blonde woman storms in.
“What the hell is going on here?” She screams but it’s not just a scream. It’s one of those high pitched screams that will pierce your ears. I raise my eyebrow clearly entertained by what’s happening in front of me. Wolf stands from the bed and raises his hands.
“I can explain this,” he says causing me to giggle. There is nothing to explain.
“Who are you?” The woman squeals in my direction. “Who is she?” she does it again turning back to Wolf this time. I stand from the bed, my cigarette between my fingers.
“Yeah, who is she?” I yell a little louder. Wolf looks at me strangely and back to the woman. I’m trying really hard not to laugh at the situation in front of me right now, but he brought this on himself.
“Lauren, calm the fuck down. What are you doin’ here?” He asks her. Okay, my turn.
“Yeah, Lauren! What are you doing here? Don’t you have, I don’t know, accounting to do,” I smart off as my eyes move over her clothes. From her pencil skirt to her prim and proper bow around her neck, I almost vomit. Wolf snorts a laugh until Lauren turns to look at him again.
“I mean it, Wolf! What the hell is going on?” Stomping up next to him, I run my fingers down his chest listening to him groan as I do. I don’t know if it’s a real groan or just for show
