Tawny
My eyes roamed around the club. I had to roll my eyes at Viper, who was standing in the far corner across from me. He was letting some blonde blow him as he glared at me in triumph. Like I f*****g cared. Him trying to make me jealous was laughable, since I f*****g knew having Dawson and Shane at my feet killed him. He seethed with jealousy every time Shane and Dawson came to the club. It didn’t matter that he knew they were committed to each other. It was the fact that sometimes I played with them that he didn’t like. Well, he had no say in what I do and who I do it with.
“When are we going to play? My knees are going numb,” Dawson complained. Oh, he was going to play the brat tonight. Interesting. I yanked the chain, and he groaned as the spikes bit into his skin. I ha
