Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 74022 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 370(@200wpm)___ 296(@250wpm)___ 247(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74022 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 370(@200wpm)___ 296(@250wpm)___ 247(@300wpm)
Why is he so stuck between the two of us?
“Hey.” I smile when the two of them sit down.
Penny looks to me, and I’m honestly not sure how this will go down. I really like her, a lot, and she has done nothing wrong to me. But I can’t help but feel a slight tension radiating off her, and that kind of sucks.
“Hey, Penny,” I say to her, deciding to break the ice. “How are you?”
She studies me, and then smiles, and it’s genuine. I instantly relax. Thank god. “I’m good, Chan, how are you?”
I nod. “Okay.”
She nods, too.
She understands.
“Ladies!”
We turn and see Saskia coming in, all bouncy and beautiful. Thank god. She stops at the table and hugs everyone, and then scoots in next to me, nudging me with her shoulder.
“How is everyone?” Amalie asks.
The conversation starts flowing, chattery female voices suddenly talking about anything and everything. It feels nice. Good. Exactly what I’ve needed.
“Lord,” Saskia pipes up. “Have you ladies laid your eyes on Slater’s brothers?”
I turn to face her, and all the women stop talking and pay attention.
“Yep,” Scarlett breathes. “Holy shit. They’re in a whole league of their own.”
“I’ve only met one,” I say, “but he was ...wow.”
“They’re to die for, seriously.” Charlie nods. “I swear, I find it hard to look away, Koda gets jealous, broody thing he is, but I can’t help it. A woman knows gorgeous when she sees it, and those boys are incredible.”
“I’m starting to think I need to see the rest of them,” I say, grinning. “One was good enough, but two more ...”
“I don’t know who their parents are,” Scarlett breathes, “but they have incredible genetics.”
We all laugh, and I turn to Saskia while the other girls continue their conversation. “I need to talk to you.”
She stares at me, narrowing her eyes. “Is it bad talk or ...?”
“Well, it isn’t bad, but you’ll get frustrated. Possibly angry. Which is understandable, but I have to tell someone, I know I do. But, Boston kind of told me he needs space, and even though he told me to tell him if anything else happens, I don’t really want to.”
Saskia nods, and then stands. “First round of drinks is on us.”
She takes my arm and we both scurry off to the bar, ordering a round of drinks for the table. It’s quieter here, and we don’t risk any chance of being overheard. Not that I don’t trust any of the girls here, I do, but I just want to make sure I’m doing the right thing with my bestie first, before I go getting the club and everyone else involved.
“So, talk to me,” Saskia says, facing me as we both sit on a stool and wait.
“I had a visit from Yolanda today.”
Her eyes flash, and then she furrows her brow in confusion. “I didn’t think I’d ever hear anything from my dear sister again. I’m not going to lie, I’m shocked. What did she want?”
“She is still messing around with Enzo. Has some big plans to run away with him and raise their baby together. The problem is, according to her, they owe people money now because of what I did, and they want them paid. Then they want extra, so they can disappear and start over.”
Saskia shakes her head. “Are you serious?”
“Yeah, I told her I wasn’t giving them a damned thing, but she basically told me they will find a way of making me, and that didn’t sit well with me. So, I want to know from you, am I in danger or is this some ditch attempt at getting cash because they’re out of options?”
Saskia frowns, purses her lips for a second, and then says, “You know, six months ago I would have said it was just talk, but things are different now. I had to learn that the hard way, which makes me think yeah, Enzo is fucked up enough to do what he has to to get money. I don’t think they’d do anything awful like kill you, but I do think he’d happily have someone hurt you, or take you, or do something to drive you to giving them what they want. He’s not the same man I once knew, he’s not a nice person anymore which means he is capable of doing anything.”
I nod, running my hands over my dress and smoothing it down. “That’s what I thought. So, my next question is, what do I do about it? I don’t want to involve Boston directly, but I’m thinking I’m going to have to tell the club, I don’t know who else might be able to deal with this for me.”
Saskia nods. “I think the club will more than happily help, but Boston isn’t going to sit back and not be involved, he’s going to find out. I don’t think you’re going to be able to keep it from him.”