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Jordan?”
“Nothing. I just wanted to make sure you got home okay,” Jordan said.
“Yeah, no thanks to Cameron,” Ronnie huffed. She didn’t really give a shit that Jordan and Cameron left without her. It wasn’t the first time she had to get her own way home from a bar, but it pissed her off a little that Cameron got that fucked up to begin with. Ronnie was all for having a good time, but there’s a line that needs to be drawn at some point, and he had passed it and was coming around for lap two.
“I’m sorry about that. He was being an idiot, running his mouth to one of the guys that tried to dance with us.”
“That’s why they threatened to call the cops?”
“Yeah, I was waiting for you by the doors of the club and you know that big guy that was wearing the green shirt? Well, he walked out and made another pass at me while Cameron was waiting in the cab. Cameron saw him and got out with guns blazing.”
“Well damn, now I’m pissed I missed that,” Ronnie said laughing, her mood shifting when she learned that the reason they left in a hurry was because Cameron was defending his woman.
Jordan laughed with her. “Yeah, it was pretty hot seeing my man go all protective and territorial, but he still didn’t get any drunken sex.”
“Look at you standing your ground. I’m so proud.”
“Yes, and it wasn’t an easy task,” she laughed. “Okay, so what I want to know is what the hell tattoo guy was doing at the club…dancing with you?” Jordan asked, changing the subject.
Ronnie rolled her eyes and fell back onto her bed. “He was stalking me. He knew I was going to be there,” she said flatly.
“Well it didn’t look like you minded all that much.”
“Fuck you, Jordan.”
Jordan rolled with a high-pitched laugh. “Okay, so now I really know that you didn’t mind. So what, he just comes to the club and gets grabby with you and you let him? That doesn’t sound like you Ronnie, unless—”
“Unless nothing,” Ronnie interrupted.
“—unless you have already messed around with him. You have haven’t you? In the design room? I knew you were acting weird!”
“It was a mistake, and it didn’t get too far anyway,” Ronnie said, forcing herself not to let her mind go back there again.
“Why? He is gorgeous, Ronnie. I know he isn’t the typical thug you seem to go for. So what if he’s not tatted up from head to toe and doesn’t look like he belongs in an orange jump suit. He looks like a really nice guy, you could use one for a change.” Her voice was accusatory and dripping with repulsion. Jordan and Ronnie didn’t exactly see eye to eye when it came to their taste of men.
“I never said he wasn’t a nice guy. But you’re right, he’s a pretty boy, completely not my type, and he’s a soldier. I’m not traveling down that road again.”
“Not all soldiers are lying, cheating assholes like Brandon,” Jordan said, not even attempting to hide the venom in her voice for how she felt about Brandon.
“No shit Jordan, but soldiers are also always leaving. It doesn’t fucking matter anyway.” Ronnie pushed the words out between her teeth hoping Jordan would know not to push the subject anymore.
“Whatever you say,” Jordan said annoyed. “Well, I’m gonna get off here. Cameron is taking me out so I need to go get ready, see you tomorrow morning?”
“Yep, see you tomorrow.”
“Alright. Happy Valentine’s Day,” she said in a singsong voice.
“Fucking kill me,” Ronnie replied, rolling her eyes and shaking her head.
Jordan just laughed before she hung up the phone.
Ronnie sat up on her bed and looked around her room. She had a mound of laundry to do and it probably wouldn’t hurt to run the vacuum, but fuck it. Her kitchen was clean, as always, and thanks to the lack of male reproductive organs using her bathrooms these days, those were clean as well. She could put off laundry for another day or so. Yep, she wasn’t doing shit
“Nothing. I just wanted to make sure you got home okay,” Jordan said.
“Yeah, no thanks to Cameron,” Ronnie huffed. She didn’t really give a shit that Jordan and Cameron left without her. It wasn’t the first time she had to get her own way home from a bar, but it pissed her off a little that Cameron got that fucked up to begin with. Ronnie was all for having a good time, but there’s a line that needs to be drawn at some point, and he had passed it and was coming around for lap two.
“I’m sorry about that. He was being an idiot, running his mouth to one of the guys that tried to dance with us.”
“That’s why they threatened to call the cops?”
“Yeah, I was waiting for you by the doors of the club and you know that big guy that was wearing the green shirt? Well, he walked out and made another pass at me while Cameron was waiting in the cab. Cameron saw him and got out with guns blazing.”
“Well damn, now I’m pissed I missed that,” Ronnie said laughing, her mood shifting when she learned that the reason they left in a hurry was because Cameron was defending his woman.
Jordan laughed with her. “Yeah, it was pretty hot seeing my man go all protective and territorial, but he still didn’t get any drunken sex.”
“Look at you standing your ground. I’m so proud.”
“Yes, and it wasn’t an easy task,” she laughed. “Okay, so what I want to know is what the hell tattoo guy was doing at the club…dancing with you?” Jordan asked, changing the subject.
Ronnie rolled her eyes and fell back onto her bed. “He was stalking me. He knew I was going to be there,” she said flatly.
“Well it didn’t look like you minded all that much.”
“Fuck you, Jordan.”
Jordan rolled with a high-pitched laugh. “Okay, so now I really know that you didn’t mind. So what, he just comes to the club and gets grabby with you and you let him? That doesn’t sound like you Ronnie, unless—”
“Unless nothing,” Ronnie interrupted.
“—unless you have already messed around with him. You have haven’t you? In the design room? I knew you were acting weird!”
“It was a mistake, and it didn’t get too far anyway,” Ronnie said, forcing herself not to let her mind go back there again.
“Why? He is gorgeous, Ronnie. I know he isn’t the typical thug you seem to go for. So what if he’s not tatted up from head to toe and doesn’t look like he belongs in an orange jump suit. He looks like a really nice guy, you could use one for a change.” Her voice was accusatory and dripping with repulsion. Jordan and Ronnie didn’t exactly see eye to eye when it came to their taste of men.
“I never said he wasn’t a nice guy. But you’re right, he’s a pretty boy, completely not my type, and he’s a soldier. I’m not traveling down that road again.”
“Not all soldiers are lying, cheating assholes like Brandon,” Jordan said, not even attempting to hide the venom in her voice for how she felt about Brandon.
“No shit Jordan, but soldiers are also always leaving. It doesn’t fucking matter anyway.” Ronnie pushed the words out between her teeth hoping Jordan would know not to push the subject anymore.
“Whatever you say,” Jordan said annoyed. “Well, I’m gonna get off here. Cameron is taking me out so I need to go get ready, see you tomorrow morning?”
“Yep, see you tomorrow.”
“Alright. Happy Valentine’s Day,” she said in a singsong voice.
“Fucking kill me,” Ronnie replied, rolling her eyes and shaking her head.
Jordan just laughed before she hung up the phone.
Ronnie sat up on her bed and looked around her room. She had a mound of laundry to do and it probably wouldn’t hurt to run the vacuum, but fuck it. Her kitchen was clean, as always, and thanks to the lack of male reproductive organs using her bathrooms these days, those were clean as well. She could put off laundry for another day or so. Yep, she wasn’t doing shit
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