Cutslut by Kim Jones

Author:Kim Jones [Jones, Kim]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780991019885
Published: 2017-06-06T07:00:00+00:00

“I thought about what you said,” Jinx tells me the next morning over scrambled eggs and coffee. I pause mid-chew and shoot him an expectant look. “About why you left Pierce. Why you thought staying with Cain was so much better. I can’t understand it.”

I shrug. “You can’t. You never will. You’re a man.”

“So?”

Laying down my fork, I lean back in my chair. “So being a woman in the MC is tough, Jinx,” I say, picking at my nails. “It’s not the same for me as it is for you. I grew up in a man’s world where cunts don’t count. A world where women were to be seen and not heard. Told how to dress. How to act. What to do. I watched those women sit silently in the background for years. And it made me sick.

“With Cain, I knew who I was and where I stood with him. He controlled every aspect of my life. But in a weird, fucked up way, I had power over a lot of people. I could walk in a room and people would stand. When I spoke, people shut up to listen. I know it’s not because I really had the power. They did it out of respect for Cain. But it still felt good. The more involved I became in the business and the decision making, the more addicted I became.

“I’m not proud of the things I did, but I can’t feel ashamed about it either because at least I was more than those women who settled to just be property of some motherfucker who considered themselves superior because they wore a patch on their back and staked claim to a territory they didn’t even own.”

“Not all of us who wear a patch want that.”

I lift my eyes to find his brows drawn in confusion as if he can’t believe he just said that.

“Want what?”

He clears his throat and straightens as if he’s uncomfortable. “A shell. A woman without a voice. Without an opinion or a backbone. Just like not all of us get off on using a woman as a punching bag or marking her body to stake our claim.”

“Are you saying you’re different from those men?”

“I sure as fuck hope so.” His admission has the image of me wearing a patch with his name on it flashing in my head. I shake the ridiculous idea away. I don’t want that—ever.

“You might be different in some aspects, Jinx, but I’ve been around long enough to know that ultimately, you all think the same. That’s why you wear a CDC patch.”

He lifts a brow. “You’re pretty vain, sweetheart. What makes you think cunts don’t count applies to you?” For the first time ever, I’m suddenly not fully convinced it does. “Judging by your strong expression of feminism in your claim that all bikers are opposed to women’s rights, I figured you’d refuse to be considered a cunt.”

“So who does it apply to?”

“Can’t tell you.” Smiling playfully, he winks. “You’re a woman.”

I scowl at him in an attempt to hide my own smile.

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