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should. First rule of racing,” Ava told her with a sharp nod of the head. “Eyes on the road.”
    Sienna turned her attention to the cross street and angled the vehicle onto the asphalt. “What’s the second rule?”
    “Don’t crash.”
    Sienna snorted. “I would be the only person to crash on the way to the bar.”
    They made it across town in record time, especially since it was Sienna driving. She slowed the Olds as they passed a roach motel called the Rainbow and neared the bar at the end of the street.
    “You could take him there ,” Sienna giggled, nodding at the rundown building.
    Ava wrinkled her nose. “Pass. I have standards.”
    “Well, you do now,” Sienna pointed out.
    Ava’s jaw twitched. Being reminded of Clint annoyed her. She shot Sienna a harsh look.
    “Hey,” Sienna said, raising her hands. “Better than me, maybe. I don’t have any regrets. I don’t have anything to regret. I don’t have anything at all.”
    They rolled past the full parking lot. Rows upon rows of bikes, trucks, and beater cars gleamed under the streetlights. Jonah’s Harley wasn’t there, at least, though Sienna probably wasn’t too happy about that.
    Ava thought she heard her friend sigh, but ignored it. They were almost at the corner when Ava caught a glimpse of something. “Hang on,” she ordered, putting a hand on Sienna’s leg.
    Sienna hit the brakes and Ava leaned across her, scrutinizing the lot. She’d almost missed it. In between a row of huge-ass Harleys sat a lone, red Honda Interceptor.
    “Which one is it?” Sienna whispered.
    Ava raised an eyebrow at her. “No one can hear you. And it’s the Honda. Like mine, almost.” Pretty far from ‘almost’ but Sienna wouldn’t know the difference.
    “Oh, yeah. Duh,” she giggled. Then she frowned. “How do we get in? We can’t just walk through the front door. What if there’s a bouncer?”
    Ava scanned the door but didn’t see anyone standing out front. Sienna was right, though. There could be a bouncer just inside and then they’d be busted. She chewed her lower lip. “Go around back,” she suggested.
    Sienna turned and drove slowly down the adjacent block.
    Ava peered out the window. “There,” she said, pointing. “There’s a side door.”
    It wasn’t as well-lit as the front. Ava thought that was probably a good thing.
    “Turn here,” she told Sienna. “Away from the bar.”
    They parked away from the bar, locked the Olds, and got out. Ava hustled Sienna down the street and to the side door of Maria’s Bar.
    “I can’t believe we’re doing this!” Sienna whispered fiercely as Ava grasped the door handle.
    She shrugged. She’d done far worse. She’d done things even Sienna didn’t know about.
    Ava tugged on the handle and the heavy door creaked open. The muffled music sharpened. “Wait, though,” she ordered and let the door close again.
    “Why?” Sienna asked, though honestly she looked a bit relieved.
    Ava reached out and popped the button on Sienna’s shirt.
    Sienna grabbed the fabric and pulled it back, slightly. “Ava!” she hissed.
    “We have to look like we belong. Not like high school girls.”
    “Recent high school graduates !” Sienna shot back.
    “So, show me some skin,” Ava demanded.
    Sienna hesitated. Something in her eyes changed. Ava could see it, even in the dark. “Sienna?” she asked gently. “What’s wrong?”
    Sienna sniffed. “Nothing. It doesn’t matter.” She reached up and undid another button. She tugged open her shirt and pushed up her tits until cleavage made an appearance.
    Sienna certainly had a lot more up top than Ava did. Ava always thought it was odd that she never showed it off. If Ava had it, she’d flaunt it.
    Sienna shook out her hair. Her eyes looked defiant, almost angry. “Sluts it is, then.”
    Before Ava could say anything, Sienna flung open the metal door and stalked inside.

Chapter Six
    A va took one last look over the parking lot and ducked inside herself.