She heard Sex Piston and Lily fall in step behind them, curious to what was going on.
Killyama had noticed Rachel went in the direction of the bathroom. When she saw the group of women going in the same direction, Rachel started heading back into the main room.
“Keep going, bitch. I want to talk to you.” Killyama knew her suspicions had been correct when she saw Rachel blanch.
“Killyama, please don’t make any trouble,” Lily pleaded.
“I’m not going to touch the bitch. I just want to talk to her.”
Rachel fell in step with the group of women.
When Killyama opened the bathroom door, the women crowded inside. Sex Piston had to stand on the other side of the toilet just to make room for everyone.
Her eyes going to Beth and Lily for assurance, Rachel stuttered, “Wh-What did you—”
“You’ve done Train, haven’t you?”
Her pale face turned red, her shaking hand going to the sink to steady herself. “No … Yes … But …”
“That’s all I needed to know. I don’t do men who have fucked around with married women.” She tried to press through the women to reach for the doorknob.
“Beth, please stop her!” Rachel yelled over her head.
Beth didn’t move from the door, blocking her exit.
“Bitch, I don’t need details.” She turned back to face the humiliated woman, her hands clenched at her sides.
“Please let me explain … Please?” Rachel avoided both Killyama and Sex Piston’s gazes. “This is so embarrassing.”
“Just spit it out,” she snapped.
“All right! You know how the men aren’t shy about letting others watch them have sex?”
“Yes.”
“Cash let Train watch,” she delicately explained. “Sometimes the men invite them into their beds, too.”
“You could have said no.”
Rachel nodded. “Yes, I could have, but I didn’t. The men have a way of getting you so wound up that you kind of … lose—kind of … like it.”
“How many times have you liked it?” she asked sharply.
“Two … Maybe three,” she confessed. “But not since I found out he was interested in you. I don’t think he’s been with any other women since you spent the night here.”
“That’s why you were avoiding me earlier?”
“Yes. It’s so embarrassing …”
“What about the other women? He’s done them all, hasn’t he?”
“No,” Lily sputtered.
“No,” Beth denied.
“Maybe not you two, but I think he has all the others.” Rachel bit her lip at the confession.
“Move,” Killyama ordered Lily so she could put down the lid of the toilet. Sitting down, she stared at the three women.
Sex Piston stayed put, listening to every word. Shockingly, she didn’t confront Rachel. What she did do was turn toward Killyama and put her hand on her shoulder.
“Beth, tell her.”
Beth’s face went as shamefaced as Rachel’s, her eyes going to Lily’s.
Killyama could tell that Lily didn’t know what her sister was going to say, but she gave her support, anyway. “Go ahead.”
“I was intimate with Rider. It was before I was married to Razer,” Beth hurriedly clarified herself. “Killyama, all of the married women have been intimate with at least one of the men.”
“I haven’t, but … I did have sex with another couple in the room.” Lily looked like she was going to pass out from her admission.
Killyama stood up, letting Lily have the only seat in the room.
Sex Piston gave a low whistle. “I want to know what they’re selling. If I bottle it, I would make a fortune.” She mused for a moment. “I know my uptight sister hasn’t …” She broke off when Lily buried her face in her hands.
“Oh, my fu—” Killyama broke off when Lily rose her eyes to hers.
The woman wasn’t shy about another couple watching her and Shade, yet she was getting upset because Killyama was about to take the Lord’s name in vain? It was screwed up.
“I give the fucker’s credit. They’re smarter than the Destructors. If they find out …” She broke off as she began laughing.
Sex Piston didn’t share her amusement.
“If Stud invited any of the brothers in our bedroom, he’ll need a surgeon to pull my boot out of his ass.”
Rachel shook her head. “You think that now, then it happens somehow.” She raised her hands up in question.
“I think I know why.” Beth looked undecided about telling them something.
“You might as well tell me. It’s not like I won’t find out, anyway,” Killyama said shrewdly.
“I don’t know if I should. I could get trouble … If anyone else finds out—”