Wasted (Bad Boy Mafia Romance) (Dirty Boys of Chicago Book 1) by Morgan Black

Author:Morgan Black [Black, Morgan]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2016-02-24T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Two

Alexis emerged from her bedroom late the next morning. I could tell that she was hung-over. I had done her a favor, and started a pot of coffee. “The pot should still be hot. Was it a good night?”

I watched from the couch as she scratched her head. She looked to be in a mismatch of too-big-for-her clothes. The t-shirt didn't really look like her type of style. She yawned and stretched before reaching up on her tip toes to get a mug out of the cabinet. We had stools in the kitchen for her, but most of the time she refused to use them. Short people problems, she would say.

“It was good. You should totally come out with us next time.”

I set down my book on the coffee table, and pulled the blanket up around me closer. “I think I'm good. I had a night of my own.”

She poured her coffee, and wrapped her hands around the mug, bringing it up to her face while giving me an inquisitive look. “And what's that supposed to mean?”

She shuffled over to the couch, and sat down across from me, putting the blanket across her legs. “If you've got gossip, you better spill.”

I shook my head. “No gossip here. Just stacking books all night, and then a little time in the study room.”

Her eyes widened. “Shut up! Was it Shane? Reliving a little of the football season?”

I rolled my eyes. “I hate to admit it, but he is some of the best sex I've ever had. There’s something about how rough and arrogant he is that just makes me want to fall apart.”

“He strips away your insecurities. By him being so confident, he makes you feel confident.”

I was shocked. “A little early for Psych 101, isn’t it? Besides, I bet you are hung over.”

She looked impressed with herself. “You never know when I’m going to come up with a good one.” She took another sip from her mug, and I saw the steam rise from it as she held it between her hands. “Which reminds me, I have another little piece of good information. When I was at the club last night, one of the guys saw me dancing. He said that they're doing an open call for go-go girls tonight, and he gave me an invitation. Better yet, he said I could bring a friend.”

I wasn't much of the going out type, but I did know how to dance, and I knew how much money those girls could make. I could pay my rent with just a couple weeks’ worth of work. I wouldn't give up my job at the library for it, but it would be nice have the extra cash. “Oh? Are you interested?” I didn't want to seem overly eager, especially if she was about to laugh about it, because she definitely didn't need the money.

She said her mug down. “Damn straight I am! They said that the girls get bottle service for free. I would love to go to the club every Friday night, and get paid for it? Sounds like a dream job.

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