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“What the hell? Sure. I’ll go to the party.”
“Then we can go to Chaco Canyon for a ride the next day. It fuckin’ rocks. How many days can you take off?”
“Probably until Tuesday night. I’ll have to be back at work on Wednesday. That’s now the beginning of my week.”
“A four-day week isn’t too shabby.” He hated that he was so damn excited.I can just imagine what Eagle or Goldie or any of the brothers would be saying about now. I’m acting like a damn pansy-ass.But he didn’t really care because he was excited that Mia was coming, and he’d get to spend four days with her. The woman just did shit to him that made him crave her with an insatiable hunger.
“I’ll book a room at a hotel,” she said, enthusiasm replacing the hesitation from moments before.
“You can stay at the club if you want.” Army smiled, knowing full well she wouldn’t go for it. He was teasing because there was no way he’d want her around the brothers and club girls on her first trip down. The party would be enough of a window into his world.
“Thanks, but I’d feel uncomfortable.”
“Okay. I’ll set everything up for you at one of the hotels.”
“Decelles, get your ass moving!” A man’s voice bellowed.
“Uh-oh. I’m in trouble,” she said. “Whenever Rick calls me by my last name that means pushups. We’ll talk later.” Mia kissed into the phone.
“Bye, babe.”
Army stubbed out the joint on the patio floor then went back inside. Several of the regular dancers were now in the dressing area getting ready for their shifts. He lifted his chin at them then went back into the bar and headed over to Kyra.
“Are the auditions over?” he asked.
“For today. The last two didn’t work out. I’ll set up five more for tomorrow. The same time?”
“Yeah. I’m gonna be in the back room sorting through some boxes if you need me.” Army went over to Jigger. “You still here?”
“I don’t have anything else to do. I was gonna go to Durango to see Abe, but Morgan said he has to do some shit at his school tonight. I’ll have to wait for the weekend to see him.”
“You’re not going to be here for the party?” Army scooped up a handful of pretzels from the bowl on the table.
“Nah. I promised Abe we’d do the zip-line adventure. He’s been talking about it for the past three weeks.”
“Morgan’s letting you take him on that?” Army asked.
“Yep. I’m surprised too.” Jigger chuckled. “Have you ever tried it?”
He shook his head. “Not into soaring on a cable. I just like to fly on my bike.”
“I agree with that. I’ve never done it, but Abe’s been asking about it since one of his friends did it with his folks over the summer.”
“It should be fun.”
“Any time I spend with my kid is fun. I just love hanging with him. He’s gonna be eight soon and before you know it, he’ll just wanna hang with his friends,” Jigger said.
“Yeah—they grow fast. Since you don’t have anything to do, you can help me go through a bunch of boxes we have in the back room.”
“Let’s do it,” Jigger said, rising to his feet.
As they unloaded the crates, Army kept thinking about Mia and how soft she felt in his arms. As far as he was concerned, Saturday couldn’t come fast enough.
Yeah … nothing but a fuckin’ pansy-ass.
