Adelise liked to shower in the dark. It was one of her guilty pleasures. She found that the lack of sight allowed her to depend more on her other senses which allowed her to unwind a bit.

She couldn't stop thinking about Tig. After their conversation a few nights before, she'd woken up to a cold bed. Tig was gone and she was completely alone. All of her secrets hung in the air like hazy smoke. It had been a few days and she hadn't even so much as heard from her dark soldier.

"Fuck!" She hissed, nicking her knee as she shaved. Her preoccupations seemed to be getting the better of her in all aspects of her life.

Adelise's appointment with Collette was this afternoon. Oddly enough, she was nervous. She took her time showering, making sure she was pristine. When she left the shower, she dried only to cover herself in lotion. She put on her most conservative dress and pumps, then put her hair up in a loose bun low on the nape of her neck. She chose minimal makeup because it seemed like the safest option.

Dressing to please women, it seemed, was an entirely different experience than dressing to please men. It was a foreign concept for Adelise.

Lyla told her she could borrow her car to get to Diosa Del Sur for her meeting. As soon as she arrived, the first thing she noticed was the set of four motorcycles sitting just outside the gate. One in particular caught her eye. The Dyna was all matte black and chrome. It was a Harley she had ridden, covered in spikes with the very distinguishable skull emblem on it along with the acronym "S.O.A." in blue letters on the body.

She shook her head pushing the thoughts from her mind. The Sons were probably here for another business meeting concerning the partnership. Even if they were sampling the girl's services, it was no business of hers. As much as the idea bothered her, Tig didn't truly belong to her. He couldn't belong to anyone.

She slipped through the wrought iron gate and walked up to the front door. She took a deep breath and entered the building. It was cleaner, obviously much more feminine than Diosa Norte. A red head in a blue dress greeted her at the door. "Can I help you?"

"Uh, yeah. I'm supposed to be meeting with Collette."

"Oh, sure. Have a seat. I'll let her know you're here." The red head walked through the parlor and opened an adjoining door.

She could hear the hushed tones of women's voices as she sat on the lush couch, just beside two ladies who appeared to be a bit shaken up. She couldn't help but overhear their conversation since they were emotional.

"Bitch should probably keep her husband on a tighter leash. Maybe he wouldn't go running off looking for fresh pussy." The lighter girl asked, adjusting her spaghetti strap.

"I, for one, don't mind. The one I got stuck with was a weird one. He wanted to have me sit in an ice bath for ten minutes. I told him there was no fucking way." There was no doubt in Adelise's mind that she had meant Tig. Her blood began to boil.

"Mine was nice, but his face…"

"He had an accent, though, right?"They had to be talking about Chibs.

The door to the adjoining office opened again and the redhead slipped out, followed by a blonde. Her black and blue skirt and blouse only high lighted the black and blue eye she was now sporting.

"You're Adelise?" She asked, looking the girl up and down.

"I am." Adelise said, jumping up to stand.

"Collette." She said, extending her hand. Adelise accepted graciously. She couldn't help but notice the men wearing all black sitting in the office that Collette had just exited. "I'm sorry you came all this way, but something's come up."

"That's fine." Adelise said, disinterested. She watched the open office door as Tig walked by. Their eyes connected and he raised his brows at her.

She couldn't control the jealousy that welled up inside of her. Everything that Nero had said was right. She was just a fool. Adelise instantly turned back to Collette. "Is tomorrow better?"

"Sure. I'm already meeting with Lyla. I don't see why I couldn't do both. Again, I'm so sorry about this."

"Alright." Adelise faked a smile, biting her lower lip. "Yeah, it's really not a problem. I have a date to get ready for, anyway." She said, raising her voice slightly at the end. "I'll see you tomorrow." She said, stomping pointedly to the door. When the door had shut behind her, she practically sprinted to Lyla's car.

She heard the door open behind her, heard Tig calling after her, calling her baby, begging her to stop. She was too angry to cooperate.

"Wait a minute, will you baby?"

She spun on her heels in the cool grass, digging a small hole where her pointed heel sank into the sod. "What, Tig?" She practically spat venom as his name left her tongue.

"It isn't what you think."

"Yeah? What should I think? Huh? When I see you in a whore house with your shirt untucked and your hair all a mess?"

"My hair's always a mess." He scoffed.

"Beside's the point." She glared at him. "I shouldn't expect anything from you. I don't even know why I'm upset!"

"If it's about all this, Collette offered. Nothing happened."

"Oh, yeah. That's believable. I thought we were trying to be honest?"

He ran a hand over his face, then back up to push back his messy curls. "Jax's old lady kind of put the kibosh on things. I didn't even get to blow my load, I fucking swear, baby." He reached out, trying to grasp her hand.

She pulled away, as if in pain. "Don't. Please, just don't. Let's just save each other the trouble and just call this what this is."

"What is that, exactly?" He growled.

"All I am is a whore. All this was was a pit stop, hot sex until the next opportunity came along. That's it. We're both too irreparably broken to function. That's all it ever should be."

"Baby…"

"Goodbye, Tig." She said, slipping into Lyla's driver's seat and shutting the door. She couldn't look at him as she drove away.

She didn't look back.

"So, Adelise." Collette began, sitting down behind her desk. She watched the brunette carefully, calculating. "I wanted to apologize again for yesterday."

"Please, Collette. It's fine. I completely understand. Stuff comes up. How's your eye?" Adelise said.

The blonde seemed to flush as she decided what to say about her swollen cheek. "It'll heal." She said bluntly before clearing her throat. "Well, I'd like to start out by saying that Nero has done nothing but rave about you. I heard about what happened to you, all the things you've had to go through in your life. You're a very strong girl. A brave one, at that."

"Thank you." Adelise whispered.

Adelise was slightly distracted. Her date the night before had gone off without a hitch but when they made it to the hotel room at the end of the night, she ended up having to shell out a refund because she managed to bypass the mellow state of her buzz and fall right into the over emotional one.

"But –"

"But?" Adelise repeated, cutting her off.

"But, you're not exactly what I'm looking for."

"I'm not?" Adelise said, puzzled.

"My clientele is into something a little less… alternative?"

"It's the tattoos?" Adelise scoffed.

"Don't get me wrong, I don't have a problem with them, it's just… you fill a very specific niche. Here, you wouldn't get a lot of action."

"Oh my God."

"Now, before I send you out, I wanted to give you an opportunity." Collette said, rustling a few papers on her desk. She handed Adelise a flier.

"Wicked Films?" Adelise read aloud.

Collette nodded. "Their talent agent, Maurice, comes in from time to time. He looks for talent. Strong girls, pretty girls, without inhibitions. He's throwing a party in Vegas this weekend. Now, I know film work isn't exactly what you were looking to do, especially after how the Sons found you, but Maurice is legit. I can vouch for the credentials. They run a clean business, all the proper precautions. You can look into it if you want. They made a few pretty popular films."

"Pornos." Adelise corrected. "You're telling me to go star in pornos."

"It's a legitimate business. You can make good money. A lot more than you can here." She said. "I'll put in a good word. I'm sending two other girls there. I need to know by the end of the week if you wanna go."

Adelise weighed her options quickly. Basically, she felt cornered. Nero was going to leave, Collette was rejecting her because of her looks, and Tig… Fuck, what about Tig? "Okay. Okay, I'll go."

"Yeah?" Collette asked. "I'm glad to hear it. I'll make arrangements."

"It was nice meeting with you." Adelise smiled, getting up from the desk. She shook Collette's hand and walked out to the lobby to meet Lyla.

"It go well?" Lyla asked.

"Not exactly…" Adelise muttered. "She wants me to be a porn star, again."