The Mane Attraction
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Sissy physically turned away so she was in no danger of even glimpsing Ronnies face or body language. She wouldnt be able to take it.
What I love is she acts like her shit dont stink. Like I dont know who she is and where she came from. But I know cause I came from the same place she came from. You know what Im sayin?
Waiting a moment, Sissy realized that yes, Gwen did want an answer.
Absolutely.
I know a lot of these bitches, they forget the men once theyre old enough to go out on their own. But not me and not my Ma. This is Mitch Im talking about. No one fucks with him. Again, those dark gold eyes sized Sissy up. You know, youre cuter than I thought youd be. Im surprised he hasnt fucked you yet. But he says you guys are friends, although why anyone would have a male as a friend is completely beyond me. But maybe its a wolf thing, huh? Cause other than for fuckin or tunin up my car, I dont see their purpose. But hey, Thats me.
Mitch walked up to them and handed his sister a glass of champagne. Everything going okay over here? And he gave Sissy a warning glance to not mess with his sister.
Not that he had anything to worry about. Personally, Sissy would like to avoid having acid thrown in her face. She was wacky that way.
Everything is fine, Gwen assured him. Stop worrying about me. She slipped her arm around Mitchs waist and rested her head against his chest. Considering her stock, Sissy thought Gwen would be considerably bigger. At least taller. But she wasnt even five-nine. Most Smiths would consider her tiny. No wonder she wore those shoes, although how she managed to walk in them, Sissy didnt know.
Im your big brother. Ill always worry about you. Suddenly, Mitchs gaze locked on something at the bar, and he snarled.
What?
Hes checking you out.
Gwen rolled her eyes, and Sissy didnt even bother looking to see who he was talking about.
Ill handle him. Mitch pulled away from his sister and walked to the bar.
Well, Ronnie, who loved to state the obvious, sighed out, now you know why you wont be gettin laid this weekend.
Mitch walked back to his sister, feeling pretty cocky about scaring off that puma.
Are you done?
Yup. Just protecting my little sis.
Gee. Thanks.
Mitch glanced around. Where did Sissy go?
All she said was, Mommas at six oclock. Then she and Ronnie took off running. It wasinteresting.
You and Ma get along. You dont know how people who dontget along with their mothers suffer.
I like Ma. And shes worried about you.
Nice how you slipped that in.
Just warning you shes going to be bugging you tonight.
A waiter arrived with two bottles of Guinness.
You saint, Mitch sighed happily, grabbing his bottle. After a healthy drink, he said to his sister, You know whats funny about you and Ma being here?
What?
Neither of you were actually invited.
Gwen rolled her shoulders. You know Ma. Not a chance in hell she was going to miss out on seeing her only son in a tux. Besides, this is considered the party of the century. She wasnt about to miss it.
Yeah, but you had a table and everything.
Brendon took care of that for us. Gwen grinned. He always said if we need anything to go ahead and call him, so Ma did.
He meant that. You ever need anything, go to Bren. Hell always watch out for you guys.
Uhokay.
Why are you staring at me?
You look tired. And thin. Too thin.
Im fine. Just a lot going on.
Any of that going on with Sissy?
Youre gonna start this now?
I hadnt met her before. Now that I havenot sure what youre waiting for. Shes hot. And sturdy. Uncle Joey always says ONeill males need sturdy women.
You start quoting Uncle Joey, Im walking away.
I just dont know what the problem is.
There is no problem. And Id like to keep it that way.
Fine, ya big pussy.
You have to know thats not an insult to me, right?
Sissy tapped her foot and watched her friend. Dez, you have to make a choice here.
Dez was probably the only full-human Sissy could say in all honesty that she trusted. A tough cop, an amazing mother, and a great friend, Dez was not to be trifled with. She was a deadly predator like the rest of them. When shed asked Sissy to be her sons godmother, shed specifically stated, Cause I know youll kill anybody who tries to hurt him. Truer words had never been spoken, but the fact that Dez realized it and acted accordingly was what set her apart from her weaker full-human counterparts.
But when it came to chocolate, Dez could be as big a pain in the ass as Jessie Ann.
I cant. You do understand that, right? She started at one end of the U-shaped table. Here we have the candy. Chocolate with nuts. With caramel. With fruits.