Page 114 of Down & Dirty: Rage

She threw up her hands. “Ugh! I am so done with this conversation. Can we either watch the men on stage or go home?”

Both Bri and Avery answered in unison, “No!”

“Plus, believe it or not, we have more privacy here than at home.”

Lyric’s head spun toward Bri. “What do you mean?

Bri shrugged. “I wouldn’t put it past that apartment being bugged. Remember, Diesel lived there for a short time with Jewel. I could see him bugging the place to keep track of her.”

“Holy shit! If it was and she found out…” Avery slashed her hand horizontally through the air. “He wouldn’t have had any nuts left to give them three daughters.”

All three of them laughed, but Lyric quickly sobered. “Okay, that’s creepy if that apartment is bugged. I’m asking Ash if it is.”

“He might not know,” Bri suggested.

“He’s the damn sergeant at arms. Of course he’d know,” Lyric told her. “If he doesn’t, I’ll have him ask his uncle.”

“Like they’d admit it if it was true,” Bri said dryly.

“Anyway, can we get back to Lyric getting her first taste of dick?” Avery asked.

“No,” Lyric answered. “There’s nothing left to talk about.”

“Yes, there is,” Bri insisted.

“I agree. How is he at eating pussy? How big is his dick? Did you have an orgasm?”

Lyric turned to Avery. “Do you really want to hear how the sex was with yourcousin?”

“If it was anyone but you, no. But if he sucked, I want to one hundred percent judge the big lummox.”

Lyric laughed. “You’re terrible.”

“Was he?”

“No. And that’s all I’m saying. Let’s move on.”

Luckily, they finally let it drop, but Lyric had no doubt it would be brought up again in the near future. And not just once, either.

After convincing both Bri and Avery not to tell anyone else about what happened between her and Ash, she was relieved when the other two women got caught up in the action when a hot, tattooed dancer did a smooth slide across the stage, then began to dance to Michael Jackson’sSmoothCriminal.

“Damn. He kind of looks like he could be a biker.” Avery’s tone dripped with awe.

Lyric agreed with her.

“We should convince him to prospect for the club.” Bri’s eyes were glued to the stage as the man did crazy acrobatics onstage. He was certainly flexibleand very fit.

“You know, we don’t have to stick to our men in house. We can find them elsewhere,” Lyric reminded them.

“Oh, look who’s talking!” Avery exclaimed. “The rest of us normally get laid by anyone not wearing a cut. Only you decided to break that tradition. Fair warning, now he’s going to turn into a possessive asshole.”

“No he won’t.”

Avery clicked her tongue. “Just wait.”

“He doesn’t want me.”

Both sets of eyes turned her way, wide and full of disbelief.