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I think I ry and running away

"Little wingman," I hear a husky voice purr from behind me

I turn to see Spike and a whole shitload of other bikers and women behind his your fine ass to this bar?"

He lets his eyes run over me and he scrunches up his nose "You showered in the last few days?"

I gape at hi your pardon, this look is very in right now"

He raises a brow "That so?"

"Yes," I say, crossing reat deal of care with et laid or have fun, I was coet drunk My denim short skirt is old, faded and ratty My tank was once a dark, gorgeous blue Now it, too, is faded My hair has beenonly a pair of flip-flops

I never clai around

I frown and turn inthe shot that the bartender hands me "For starters, he is not my boy For seconds, I wouldn’t knohere he is I haven’t seen him for a week"

"Trouble in paradise?"

I turn back towards hione and filled about three tables in the bar "Define paradise?" I slur

He raises a brow "You’re fuckin’ drunk"

I snort and lean in close "Last time I checked, that’s usually why you come to a bar that serves alcohol"

He chuckles "Sirls They’d love you"

I narrow ive a skeptical look "Love ht now, buddy, I don’tirls like cockin your hand right now"

I stare down at oing to be wrestled from me at any moment

"Funny," I mutter

He leads me over and stops at one of the tables of bikers Then he announces loudly, "Men, this is Reign’s woman, Tiani"