Purity never had a close group of friends in Summermire, not even among the other strippers as most of them wanted to dance at Cheaters, eager to strut their asses for a handful of singles, while the choice had been ripped from Purity’s hand. Watching Deacon with the others warmed her heart, knowing people still had friendships in the world. She just needed to find it for herself.
Once they finished their coffees, the men left in Deacon’s car to pick up Morgan, while Madison took Purity back to the cabin the woman shared with Logan. Purity was happy not to be cooped up in Deacon’s motel room at least. Besides, the sunshine would do her good, and she loved the outdoors, even though she rarely made it out to enjoy them.