we're not dating

part sixteen - ride me before you kill me

Debbie's POV

It was already almost 8 p.m. when we arrived at the Metropolitan Opera where the party was being hosted. Lou somehow managed to rent a last-minute-limo that would fit all seven of us. Yeah, seven, because Tammy and I haven't talked to each other since the whole non-existing-divorce drama.

(disclaimer cuz it was quite a while ago and that storyline might not be very present: tammy faked going through a divorce just so that debbie would take care of her and spend time with her because she was jealous of debbie and lou being in a relationship. most of that happened in part ten – just fucking say it, if you want to re-read:) )

I missed her a lot and wanted to talk to her, explain stuff and fix things between us because even though she had betrayed me, she still was one of the most important people in my life and it wasn't that easy to just let her go. But we needed to take care of the bar and the house first.

"You look like one of those hot millionaire couples with your matching outfits." Daphne said when we got out of the car. "Yeah, one of those that disappear from the party after one hour to go home and fuck for the rest of the night." Constance added loud enough for some people near us to hear and give us grossed-out looks. "Would you shut up please." I said in a serious tone raising an eyebrow at her. "Maybe if Lou weren't trying to sneak her hand into your panties while sitting right next to me, I wouldn't have noticed that you guys are like horny animals." She answered even louder than the last time and shrugged. She had a point because Lou was, in fact, doing that just a few minutes earlier.

"Let's just go inside and agree on not talking about our sex life ever again, how about that?" I grabbed Lou's hand and started walking towards the entrance, the girls followed us. "Let's just agree you'll stop having sex when we're around, how bout that." She scoffed and Nine chuckled. "Constance, I'm warning you." I looked at her over my shoulder. "Do adoption centers accept kids over twenty?" Lou added as we were climbing up the stairs. "Cuz I'd like to give away that one." She continued and all the other girls laughed. "You could never, mom, you'd miss me." Constance said squishing herself between us as we walked. "I'm not your mom." Lou opened the door for us. "Yes, you are, mom." Constance clicked her tongue and went in. I loved her so much. I loved all of them so much. We really had grown together a lot for the past years and became the most twisted family to ever exist and I could not imagine my life without them anymore.

"Okay guys, here is the plan." Lou said and made us stand in a circle like some volleyball team discussing their strategy. "Each one of you gets a note with a name of an investor. The idea is, you look for them, go up to them, start a small talk about business and investments and shit, and at some point, you introduce yourself as the co-owner of the bar, tell them about its concept and stuff and try to convince them to be our partners and help us open more branches. Got it?" She scanned everyone's face to make sure they knew what their job was, and we all nodded simultaneously. "Perfect, don't forget to give them our business cards." She handed out the notes with names on them and everyone turned in a different direction to start the investor hunt.

We weren't in need of money, obviously, because we had billions of dollars on our bank accounts from the heist. The point was that good investors would make it way easier to open new bars and get people interested in them. And I have to admit, it was incredibly sweet of the girls that they wanted to help Lou with that, since they've already done so much for her new business.

"Steve Davis, the chairman of the American Business Association." Lou muttered looking at a tall man in his forties who was standing a few meters away from us, holding a glass of champagne in his hand and talking to another guy in a very expensive suit. "Go, I'll look for that Leslie Williams and talk to her." I placed my hand on her waist and gave her a short kiss before diving into the crowd of rich, self-righteous, arrogant businesspeople.