“Huh. Dickhead must have found someone better to flirt with.”
Dropping her mouth open, Ryn said, “Hey! You just intimidated him with daggers you’ve been shooting at him with your eyes since we sat down.”
Taking Ryn’s hand in mine, I smiled. “You ready to go dancing?”
Nodding her head she whispered, “Very ready. Where are we going?”
Pulling out some money and tossing it down on the table, I stood. I knew how much Dodge’s friendship meant to Ryn. I had gone to Dodge’s club the day after we got in the fight at Starbucks. After a long chat, we both came to terms with things and I knew this would make things easier for all of us. “Let’s forget dessert and head to Dodge’s club.”
Smiling she stood up. “Really?”
“Yeah, let’s go have some fun, baby.”
Wrapping my arm around Ryn’s waist, we made our way out of the restaurant. Taking one last look at our waiter, I gave him my best go to hell look as we passed by.
Walking into Red 7, I had my arm draped over Ryn’s shoulders. The loud music was not helping the dull pulsing in my temples. As the seconds ticked off the clock, I knew I was that much closer to showing Ryn my playroom.
Pushing the sick feeling from my gut, I placed my lips to her ear. “You look beautiful this evening.”
Turning, Ryn smiled. “You’ve mentioned that already.”
Grinning, I yelled, “I think I’d rather fight off the waiter. The moment you walked in here about fifty guys started eye fucking you.”
Laughing, Ryn playfully hit me in the stomach. “Stop it! Let’s find Dodge, say hi and then get our dance on before my ankle gives out in these heels.”
Nodding my head, I turned Ryn toward the bar. Walking up to the bar, I shouted to the red-haired bartender. She had more piercings on her face than I’d ever seen. “Dodge around?”
Nodding she yelled, “He’s in his office. He expecting you?”
Shouting back I said, “Yes.”
Motioning with her head the bartender said, “Head on back then, handsome.”
Feeling Ryn grip my arm harder, I let out a chuckle. Looks like we both had a bit of a jealous streak.
Pulling me from the bar, Ryn headed to the side of the bar and to the hallway that led back to Dodge’s office.
Quickly knocking once, Ryn opened the door and we walked into Dodge’s office. “Ohmygod! So sorry!” Ryn shouted as she quickly shut the door and turned to look at me. Her hand went up to her mouth and she began laughing.
“Holy shit. There is a guy in Dodge’s office and he was . . . um . . . busy!”
“Is he fucking someone in there?”
“Ah . . .” Ryn’s face was bright red. “It’s not Dodge. It’s a guy with brown hair.”
Pulling my face back, I looked at Ryn confused. “This is Dodge’s office, right?”
Ryn turned and looked at the door. “Yeah, but the sign that said Dodge Walker General Manager is gone.”
Now my curiosity was getting the better of me. Reaching for the door, I went to open it.
Ryn grabbed my arm and pulled back. “Tristan, no! There is a couple having sex.”
“In Dodge’s office, Ryn? Where is Dodge?”
Confusion spread across Ryn’s face. “Maybe he’s not working tonight.”
The sound of the bass in the music in the club was penetrating the walls. For some reason the beat had my dick jumping. Opening the door, I pushed it open.
Yep. There was for sure a couple in here fucking. The guy was sitting in the chair and a blonde-haired girl with blue streaks throughout was riding the hell out of the guy.
“Yes! Yes, your cock fills my pussy to the max, Dodge.”
Smiling, I shook my head. Dodge must have dyed his hair brown and that’s why Ryn thought it was a strange couple. “Fuck me harder, Chase. Come on, baby.”
Turning, I looked at Ryn standing outside the office door with a look of horror on her face. She kept motioning with her hands for me to come back out. Smiling, I shook my head.
Time for me to have a little fun.
Slowly making my way over to the chair, I wiped the smile from my face. Dodge’s back was to me and the blonde had her eyes closed as she kept repeating how great Dodge’s dick was.
Taking in a deep breath, I put my game face on. “Why? Why would you do this to us?” I shouted.
The blonde kept riding Dodge as she opened her eyes. Dodge attempted to turn his chair but the blonde was riding him hard as she just looked at me smiling. “Who . . . are . . . you?”
Looking at Dodge who now placed his hands on her hips to get her to stop moving. “Chase, stop.”
Looking back at the blonde, I said as I pointed to myself, “Who am I? Who. Am. I? Who the hell are you?”
Smiling, she purred back, “I asked first, handsome.”
Pointing to Dodge I said, “I’m his partner. We just got married last week.”
Dodge, the blonde, and Ryn all said, “What?”
Turning, I glanced over my shoulder to Ryn who was now laughing.
Walking up to Dodge, I smacked the shit out of the back of his head. “How could you? How long have you been unfaithful to me?”
The blonde sitting on Dodge’s lap jumped off of him, causing Dodge to quickly cover his now limp dick.
“What in the fuck are you doing?” Dodge asked as he stood.
“Just be honest with me, Dodge. If you wanted to try something new, I would have been all for it.”
“Really? Cause I’ve never had two guys at once. I heard two dicks at once are amazing.”
Dodge and I both turned and looked at the blonde who was just standing there smiling.
Dodge quickly pulled his pants up and grabbed his shirt. “Chase, can you please get dressed and get back to work?”
Nodding her head she smiled. “Sure, boss.”
Looking back at Ryn, she had her back to the office and all I could see was her shoulders bouncing up and down. I loved that Ryn had a good sense of humor.
“Listen here, handsome dude . . .”
“It’s Tristan, my name is Tristan.”
Muttering something under her breath, the blonde continued, “Listen, I had no idea that Dodge was taken. Had I known, I would have never have made a move. But you should probably know, Tristan. I think Dodge is into girls, too. Like a lot. A whole lot.”
Turning, she walked away a
s Dodge was attempting to find his voice. “Chase! Chase, he’s only kidding! We are not together. That is his girlfriend, Ryn.”
The blonde stopped and looked at Ryn. Grinning she said, “Are y’all down for a foursome?”
“No!” Me, Dodge, and Ryn all shouted at once.
Giving Dodge and me a disappointed look, the blonde turned and walked away.
I busted out laughing as Ryn walked up and sat down in one of the chairs, laughing her ass off. “Oh my gosh! You should have seen your face, Dodge. It was priceless.”
Lifting her hand in a high five motion, I slapped it.
“You’re a real asshole, do you know that? Do you know how long it took me to get into that girl’s pants, you prick?”
Making a disgusted sound, Ryn mumbled, “Nice. Real nice.”
Dodge pulled his shirt over his head and grunted in frustration. “Fuck! What in the hell do you two want anyway?”
Pulling my head back, I knew Dodge couldn’t have been that frustrated by losing out on a fuck that clearly meant nothing to him. Something must have been up.
“What’s with the hair, Dodge?” Ryn asked. Pushing his hand through his hair, Dodge shrugged half-heartedly.
“Put it back to my natural color.”
Ryn looked shocked. “You’re not a blond?”
Dodge glanced over to Ryn for one quick second before he picked up some papers off of his desk and threw them into a box on the floor. “No, Ryn. I’m not.”
Looking around for the first time, I saw all the boxes. “Wait, what’s going on? Why all the boxes?”
Dodge stopped grabbing shit and throwing it into the box and sat in his chair. “I’m no longer the general manager here. Tonight is my last night managing the club.”
Ryn stood up quickly. “What? Why? Dodge, you love your job!”
Rubbing the back of his neck, Dodge let out a frustrated moan. “Fuck! This is bullshit. My life just went to the shits.”
Sitting down next to Ryn, we exchanged looks. This could not be good.
I HAD NEVER SEEN DODGE so upset and stressed before. I reached for Tristan’s hand as we sat there and listed to Dodge rambling on about his father, the club being his life, and having to go back to a job he hated.