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Benny laughed. “Dude, this isn’t fucking real—it’s fantasy.”
“I guess,” he grumbled.
Leaning closer to Crow, Eagle said, “What’s his deal?”
“Fuck if I know,” he answered, then looked back at the stage.
Even though Jenny kept flirting with him, the only brunette he had on his mind was Angie. For the past several days, he’d spent way too much time thinking about her, and as hard as he tried to stop, he couldn’t. There was something about her that pulled him in, maybe the fact that she didn’t act like a brainless bimbo just because he rode a Harley and was an outlaw, or that she was smart and spoke her mind. Crow wasn’t sure, but one thing he knew—he hadn’t been this interested in a woman in a long time.
The eruption of cheers brought him out of his thoughts, and he focused his attention on the stage. Jenny had her back against the pole and was doing deep knee bends with her legs opened wide. With a seductive look on her face, she lowered herself to the floor and ran her hands over her breasts, past her taut stomach, and down to her barely-there thong, and Crow’s dick didn’t twitch once. Nothing. Diamond was on the other side of the stage, wiggling her perfect ass, but that didn’t get the slightest rise out of his cock either.What the fuck?He knew he hadn’t drunkthatmuch, so for him not to feel a damn stir was pissing him off.
Sitting up straighter in the chair, Crow shifted his gaze from Jenny’s tits to Diamond’s ass and back to Jenny’s barely-covered pussy. Nothing. Then the image of Angie in her tight-as-sin pencil skirt and clinging knit top crashed through his mind.Fuck!And his dick jumped to attention. Scrubbing his hand over his face, he stood up and walked toward the back of the club.
Parting a dark curtain, Crow slipped behind it and headed to the back door. Several dancers called out his name as they ran around in various stages of dress. He gave them a chin lift, then pushed the door open and stepped out on the back patio.
A cool breeze rustled through the branches of the oak tree that took up more than half of the back area. Leaning against the stucco wall, he dug into the pocket of his jeans, pulled out a joint, and lit it. Inhaling deeply, he held in the smoke, then slowly exhaled, watching as it floated in the air. The smell of weed wafted through the patio, pungent and earthy. After a few more hits, the tightness in his jaw went away, and the joint did its job—it took away his edge.
“Got an extra one?” Eagle asked as he stepped onto the terra-cotta tiles.
Crow took out another joint and handed it to him.
“Thanks,” he said, pulling out a lighter.
Crow watched the end glow as Eagle inhaled. After several seconds, a thin stream of smoke curled around them.
“Jenny wasn’t too happy when she saw you leave. She was dancing for you.”
Crow threw the roach on the ground and stubbed it out. “Yeah, well, I just wasn’t into it.”
“Why not?”
“I just wasn’t feeling it. Besides, what’s the point? The dancers are off-limits.”
“And if they weren’t?”
He shrugged and looked at the branches swaying with the whispering wind.
“Your friends are having a good time. Benny decided to go for the three dances with three different women.” He laughed. “Josh was down for one with Jenny.”
“That’s good. Benny thinks of himself as a ladies man, and Josh is just Josh.”
“What does that mean?” Eagle took another hit on the joint.
“He marches to his own beat. I don’t think he’s had a girlfriend since he moved here from Mesa. Not that there’s anything wrong with that.”
“Hell, no. There are too many chicks out there to settle for just one,” Eagle said.
Crow paused for a long second. “It’s not too bad if you find a good woman—one who makes you feel shit no other woman can.”
Eagle cocked his head. “Where the fuck didthatcome from? A variety of club pussy is available to us twenty-four seven, and I know you sure as hell like to indulge.”
“I’m not denying that.”
“Then what are—” Eagle smacked the side of his head and chuckled. “I forgot that you used to be hitched.” He glanced over at Crow. “And that didn’t work out so good, did it?”
He kept his gaze steady on the oak tree. There was something about its strong branches moving in the breeze that calmed him.
“Not really, but in the beginning it was great. Lauren and I had a good connection for a long time. She just didn’t understand about the club and was always trying to compete with it.”
