Ruth, Tuck, and another woman that Cam knew was also Ruth’s lieutenant were intensely watching the World Series as a half dozen other women lounged around the room. These were all women Cam had seen eating at Ruth’s table.
“Hi!” Gina bounced into the room ahead of Cam. She plopped herself down on the couch next to Ruth. “I brought Cameron with me.”
The women all turned to look at Cam who stood in the door, her hands in her pockets.
“Come on in,” Ruth beckoned. “Annie. Get up and let our guest have a good seat.”
Annie looked Cam up and down and got up reluctantly.
“So you’re the new fuck,” Annie sneered as Cam sank down onto the vacated stool.
Cam just smiled at her.
“You know, the girls’d been wondering how good you were,” one of the women smiled. “Off the court, that is.” She, Annie, and a third woman exchanged knowing glances and smirked, making sure Ruth didn’t see.
“She’s very good,” Gina boasted. “Wanna see my bruises?”