the only way the men would let us out without them.”
“I see,” I reply, checking the man out. “He’s hot though.”
Lana leans back in the booth and grins. “His name is Ronan; he was just patched in. The men have started calling him Shark, although no one will tell us why.”
“So do you call him Ronan or Shark? It sounds confusing.”
“We call him Ronan because we’re used to it,” Anna replies. “I don’t get the whole road-name thing either. There obviously aren’t any rules to it, because we still call Vinnie, Vinnie.”
Lana’s brows furrow in though. “Vinnie’s road name is Wolf, didn’t you know that?”
Anna looks confused, wrinkling her nose adorably. “How the hell do you know that?”
Lana shrugs her shoulders, pushing her glasses up on her nose. “I pay attention when people talk.”
“So do I,” Anna says easily. “I don’t know how I missed that. That’s interesting information.”
“Yeah and his first name isn’t even Vinnie. Vincent is his middle name.”
“What’s his first name then?” Anna asks, absorbing all the new information.
“Tyler.”
“Hmmm. I can’t picture him as anything except Vinnie,” Anna says.
“I like your hair, Bailey,” Lana says, pointing to the curls at the ends.
“Thanks,” I reply, lifting a curl between my fingers. “I thought I’d try something different.”
“It looks good,” Anna agrees.
The sex god with the scar on his face walks up to our table, and I try not to hyperventilate. His biceps are so sculpted, and I can almost see his six-pack through his white T-shirt. Or is that just my pervy imagination? His face is chiseled perfection too. The scar only adds to his appeal.
I squirm on my seat.
“Anna,” he says, lifting his chin, his firm lips twitching. “Back at the old stomping grounds, I see. What trouble will you be causing me tonight?”
“None at all, Reid,” Anna replies with a grin, trying to look innocent and failing.
“Right,” he murmurs, turning his attention to Lana. “You keep her in line for me, will you, Lana?”
Lana nods her head. “Always.”
“It’s good to see you too, Reid,” Anna says, rolling her eyes. “I see you’re your usual charming self.”
Reid smirks in response. “You know me, I never change.”
His gaze turns to me then. “And which one are you?”
“Bailey,” I tell him, waving my fingers at him.
His eyes narrow as he studies me. “You going to be a pain in my ass too?”
The other girls giggle, obviously remembering our previous words. “Only if you want me to. Knowing these two though, probably.”
Yeah, this is my awkward way of flirting.
Reid actually grins then. It’s fucking devastating. He turns to Anna. “Why did you have to come here tonight of all nights? Next time call up and let me know you’ll be here so I can keep my ass at home.”
“Why?” she replies, perking up and looking around the bar. “What’s happening tonight? Male dancers on the bar? A pole-dance show? Morning Alliance playing here? Oooh, that would be awesome.”
Reid cringes and tells Anna to slide over so he can sit down.
“None of the above. Summer decided she wants to have a weekly karaoke night.”
“And it’s tonight?” Anna asks, doing a crazy little happy dance. “Fuck yeah! We’re all over that!”
She glances at me. “Bailey?”
“I’m in,” I look to Lana. “Lana?”
She picks up her glass. “Few more of these and why the hell not?”
Reid scrubs a hand down his face. “I’m going home early. I knew I shouldn’t have come in tonight. I told Summer that listening to people try to sing all night isn’t a fun time, but you know her.”
Anna wraps an arm around him. “Aww, come on now, Reid. You can do a duet with me. It’ll be great. Where is Summer anyway? I haven’t seen her in ages, and I think we’re due for a catch-up.” She looks at me and explains, “Summer is Reid’s babe of a wife. She’s great; you’ll love her.”
“She’ll be here in an hour or so,” he says, glancing down at his watch. “She keeps trying to come to work, and I keep telling her to stay home. We finally agreed on her only coming in during peak time and then going home to relax.”
“Excellent,” Anna says, looking to me and Lana. “We should make this a weekly outing, girls. Karaoke night at Knox’s Tavern! We can bring Faye next time. She’ll love this shit.”
We all cheer.
“Try to keep your men at home,” Reid suggests, raising his eyebrow at Anna. “Generally where you are, they follow, and with them comes even more trouble.”