Tate
“Kellan told me you and Roman had a little fun the other night.”
I grabbed the cup of coffee off the counter and shoved a twenty in the tip jar. “Roman had fun. I was his damn babysitter.”
Molly giggled and wiped her hands on her apron. “At least tell me he was feeling it the next day.”
“And the day after that.” I winked and took a sip. “Dumbass can’t bounce back like he used to.”
“He’s in his twenties, Tate,” Molly chuckled.
“Late twenties.”
Sage scooted around the counter and set down the empty coffeepot. “Who’s in their late twenties?”
“Roman. He and Tate went out last weekend, except Roman didn’t fare well the next day,” Molly explained.
“Oh, to be in my twenties again. I can’t even remember them anymore. Sammy has wiped out any memory that doesn’t involve him.” Sage sighed and leaned against the counter. “Hell, I can’t even remember the last time I had a night out without Sammy.”
Molly clapped her hands together and bounced up and down. “We totally need a girls’ night. We can all go out and then crash at my place.”
I didn’t know how much Kellan was going to like that. When he wasn’t at the studio, he was with Molly. “You might wanna run that one by Kellan, Cookie.”
Molly rolled her eyes and rubbed her hands together. “He can deal without me for one night. He can go out with you and Roman.” She pointed a finger at me and narrowed her eyes. “No fighting, though.”
Hmm, she did know everything that happened Friday night. “Talk to Roman about that. I tried to talk the dumbass out of it.”
“Wait, wait. What do you mean ‘we?’ There is only two of us. That’s not much of a girls’ night,” Sage butted in.
Molly tapped her finger on her chin, thinking. “Well, I can talk to Kennedy and Karlton and see if they want to come.”
I choked on my coffee and set the cup down. “How is it a girls’ night if you have a dude coming with you?”
“He’s gay and fabulous. That’s how he gets to come along,” Molly said matter of factly. “The man has to come.”
“Well, good luck going out and not having Kellan crash the party when he hears there’s another dude coming.”
Molly held her hand up in my face. “I’m ignoring you right now, even if you are one of Kellan’s best friends.”
“You can’t ignore the fact your reasoning is whack.” I smirked.
She leaned in, her hand pressing against my face. “Shh. The adults are talking right now.”
Sage laughed, and between Molly’s fingers I was able to see Sage pick up the empty coffee pot and set it in the sink. “But where will we go? Tig’s?”
“If you want food poisoning and fifty guys hitting on you, then that’s the place to go.” Tig’s was not the place for three women and a gay guy looking for a girls’ night out.
Molly dropped her hand and fully turned to look at me. “Well, where did you and Roman go the other night?”
I cringed and wished I would have kept my mouth shut. “You know what, don’t listen to me. I think you guys going to Tig’s would be good.”
“Oh no. You just told us not to go there. Now, tell me where you and Roman went. I bet it would be perfect.”
I sighed and picked up my cup. Kellan was going to kill me when he found out I was the one who told his girlfriend about the strip club. “It was a club.”
“I’m going to need more information than that,” Molly drawled.
Dammit. “Sultry Knights.”
Sage spun around. “The strip club?”
Molly's eyes lit up. “Y’all were at the strip club Friday night?” She leaned in and dropped her voice. “Tell me where it is.”
Double dammit. Kellan was definitely going to kill me. At least Sultry Knights wasn’t some nasty hole in the wall. For a strip club, it was more on the upscale side, minus the redneck clientele. “You’re gonna have to figure that out on your own, Cookie. Kellan is already going to kick my ass for telling you.”
She waved her hand at me. “Pfft, he’s not going to care.”
Molly was wrong. A group of single girls at the club was an invitation to every creep in the place to try their hardest to score with their cheesy pickup lines. “I don’t know about that.”
“Yeah, are you sure that’s where we want to go? I mean, we’re not into girls, and neither is Karl,” Sage scoffed.
Molly shook her head and crossed her arms over her chest. “Nope, I’m not listening to either of you. I’ve made up my mind, and our first official girls’ night is going to be at Sultry Knights this Friday.”
“Shit, I’m going to have to find a sitter for Sammy,” Sage mumbled.
“You know Roy’s parents will watch Sammy in a heartbeat. You’re not getting out of this, Sage,” Molly warned her.
Yup, totally going to get my ass kicked by Kellan.
Molly untied her apron and tossed it on the counter. “Man the register, woman, I’m going to go talk to Karl and Kennedy.” Molly skirted around the counter and dashed out the door.
“I have no idea what just happened,” Sage mumbled.
“Me neither,” I agreed. “All I know is Kellan is not going to be happy when he finds out Molly’s plans.”
Sage nodded and tossed Molly’s discarded apron into the laundry basket next to the counter. “That you are right about. I can guarantee you he isn't going to let her go without him.”
That was the damn truth. Kellan was more than likely going to have the honor of going to the strip club with his brand new girlfriend, and Lord knew how that was going to turn out. Plus, I doubted he was going to go by himself. He was more than likely going to drag Dante and me along with him.
“Well,” I muttered. “I guess I better head over to the studio and prepare to get my ass kicked.”
Sage laughed and waved as I strode out the door. Then, I made my way around the building to Powerhouse.
There was only one good thing that was going to come out of this.
I was going to see the waitress again, and this time, I was going to fucking talk to her.
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