Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 81040 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 405(@200wpm)___ 324(@250wpm)___ 270(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81040 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 405(@200wpm)___ 324(@250wpm)___ 270(@300wpm)
That hurt. She had no idea the old wounds that brought up. I wasn’t fat. I knew that. But I wasn’t her kind of skinny either. I doubted my body would ever be that slim. I tried to exercise. Body image and being called fat were parts of my past that still haunted me. It was clear that the big boobs on her had been bought. But acting like I didn’t want a body like hers would be a lie. She was tall, thin, and had a great boob job.
I managed a nod and headed for the door.
“You might be in his house, but it’s just because of his brother. Huck isn’t into”—she paused and waved her long red nails at me—“all the extra baggage. I keep his dick sucked and taken care of.”
My cheeks heated. There was a part of me that wanted to tell her to fuck off. I didn’t care what she did with Huck. But I also wasn’t so sure making Huck’s female angry was smart. I needed to stay alive. Not piss off the one keeping me alive. Although last night, he’d tried to make the people at his house think I was his. If they knew he liked the Ray-Rays of this world, would that even work?
Smiling at her, I held the door for her since she was carrying all the plates and flatware.
Ray-Ray walked past me with the same sway to her hips, as if I were interested in her body. Perhaps that was how she always walked. I’d worked at a strip club, and there were girls there much like her. However, they hadn’t been so territorial. Neither had they taken shots at my body.
I followed her back to the room the men were in, and the moment I stepped inside, Huck’s eyes locked on me. I dropped my gaze to the floor and walked over to the corner and waited until someone needed me. It was clear Ray-Ray was in charge of feeding the men here. Stepping in her way wasn’t something I wanted to do.
The heat of Huck’s focus on me made me nervous and uncomfortable. I turned my head so that I was looking out the one small window in this room. I should have stayed at the house.
“Trinity, come eat. You worked your ass off on the house today,” Gage called out from the table.
As if I could eat with Ray-Ray watching me. I almost laughed at the idea. I started to tell him I wasn’t hungry.
“I don’t think she’s missing any meals,” Ray-Ray said with a syrupy-sweet accent.
My face flushed, and the heat went from my temples to down my neck. I could deal with the mean girl. Wasn’t the first time.
“I’m good, thanks,” I told Gage, unable to hold a real smile very long and turning back to the window. Why, oh why had I let Gage talk me into coming here?
“What’s that supposed to mean, Ray-Ray?” Gage challenged her, and I closed my eyes, praying this would end.
She let out a soft, throaty laugh, and if I could turn any redder than I already was, then it was happening.
“Leave.” Huck’s command was harsh.
I swung my eyes back to him, only to see he was glaring at Ray-Ray.
“What? I thought you needed me … later,” she said, leaning into him so that her cleavage was on display.
“I don’t,” he snapped.
She frowned and glanced around at the other men, as if they were going to defend her but no one spoke up. Unable not to watch this play out, I noticed as she stiffened, tossed her shoulders back, and ran her hand along Huck’s neck with her nails.
“Call me if you change your mind.”
He didn’t look at her or respond.
When she turned to walk away, I was pinned with her hateful glare, as if this were my fault. I dropped my eyes to the floor and waited until the door closed behind her. Letting out a breath of relief, I closed my eyes and relaxed.
“The jealous bitch is gone. Come eat,” Gage said.
I lifted my gaze to meet his, and he waved a hand toward the table. I shifted my focus to Huck, not wanting to be anywhere I wasn’t wanted, and he took another bite of the lasagna on his plate, but his eyes didn’t meet mine.
“It’s fucking delicious. Come on and eat with us,” Levi called out.
“Ray-Ray has no ass, Trinity. That was straight-up jealousy talking,” Gage said.
Their attempt at trying to make me feel better was the only reason I walked over to the table and pulled out a chair. Huck wasn’t talking, but with two against one, I figured sitting down was safe. Besides, I really liked my lasagna.
Gage slid a plate over to me. “Get you some.”
I glanced at Huck as he picked up a glass and took a drink. His eyes locked on me. I wanted to apologize for being here.