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He shook his head. “Not yet. He’ll have to come back soon though or Marcus is going to get suspicious.”
Our attention was drawn again to Griff. He was laughing at something Marcus had said. That was odd because Griff never laughed at anything.
“Definitely something going on there,” I said, feeling mild irritation at Griff.
Scott watched them for another couple of moments. “Yeah.”
“Fuck!”
Scott raised his brows at me, questioning my outburst.
“It just feels like if it’s not one thing, it’s another at the moment.” I lifted my hand and rubbed my neck but it did little to alleviate the knots that had formed there. Shit was hitting the fan in all directions and I wasn’t sure if I would escape unscathed.
Chapter 12
Man I Feel Like A Woman ~ Shania Twain
Velvet
“Cheers!” I clinked Harlow’s glass and threw the shot down my throat.
It burned on the way down but the warm buzz it gave me felt really fucking good. This week had been long and crappy, and I was glad it was over. I’d organised a girls night out at Graggs, a new bar in town. Never having been here before, I wasn’t sure what to expect but it was a popular place and the party atmosphere ensured we were having a great time.
Harlow’s face flushed with excitement as she ordered more drinks. “This was such a good idea, Velvet!”
Roxie bumped her hip against mine and chimed in, “Fuck, yeah! I haven’t had a girl’s night out in ages. It’s a shame that Madison couldn’t be here.”
“She’s got a good excuse though,” Harlow was almost slurring her words. We’d consumed a lot of alcohol in a short amount of time; it was probably time to slow it down because I didn’t think she could hold much more.
“What’s that?” Roxie asked.
“She’s babysitting Nash.”
Her words hit me in the gut. I hadn’t seen or heard from Nash in six days. Indigo was a lonely place without him, but he’d made his intentions clear, and I was getting on with life.
“Why does Nash need babysitting?” Roxie asked, clearly confused.
“I don’t know really, it’s just what Scott said when I asked why Nash was going over to Madison’s house. It’s a bit odd though, isn’t it?”
Roxie finished her next drink, and said, “Yeah. I mean, what biker have you ever heard of who needs babysitting?” She eyed me. “You sort your shit out with him?”
I could have killed her. I hadn’t told Harlow about Nash and I, but she was looking at me with interest now, waiting for my response as much as Roxie was. “Yes,” was all I said.
“And?” Roxie prompted.
“And nothing. He just wanted a bit of fun and now he’s done with me.” The words physically hurt to say.
Harlow’s eyes widened. “You slept with him?”
I shot Roxie a foul look before answering Harlow, “Yes, once.”
Harlow looked like she was about to burst with excitement. “I knew you two were totally suited!”
“No, we’re not.” I sculled my drink; maybe the alcohol would numb the pain that thinking about Nash caused. “Can we please change the subject?”
I must have said that with enough oomph to make them realise I really didn’t want to discuss Nash.
Roxie was straight on it. “When do you finish your beauty course? Cause I’m thinking I need a beautician in my salon.”
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