leather cut fit over a long-sleeve white thermal shirt and black leather gloves covered his hands and fingers. A black beanie covered what she knew was gorgeous dirty blond hair. She would bet it was windblown because his face held the redness of cold from outside. A black bandana hung from the back pocket of his jeans. He took one cursory glance around the club before his eyes landed on hers. The smile that he seemed to reserve for her now broke across his face. She smiled back, wanting nothing more than to beat feet across the crowded room and throw herself into his arms.
“Your group over there is getting restless.” Sparkles sauntered up to her, closing a robe over her body. “I just gave redhead a lap dance and he called me Bianca. You better go shut that shit down.”
Bianca’s smile faded, and she turned around with new determination. “Okay guys, no more drinks, you’re at the limit. Do you have a DD?”
One of the guys in the group raised his hand. “That’s me. Just let me settle up with you and I’ll get them out of your hair,” he grinned good-naturedly at her.
Thankful that one of them seemed to still have his faculties about him, she handed him the bill and took the time to explain that the gratuity was already included and they weren’t required to leave her anything else. She hoped that would make them get out even faster.
Just as she was about to be done, redhead whistled at her and crooked his finger in her direction. She fought not to roll her eyes but walked over anyway, knowing that it was probably the worst idea she’d had in a long time.
“Yeah?”
“I got your tip hot stuff.”
Shaking her head, she indicated the receipt she held in her hand. “Already got it, thanks though.”
She had inadvertently gotten a little too close, and redhead was quick, even when inebriated. He put his hand behind her neck and pulled her down even closer before hooking a finger in her shirt and stuffing a bill in her bra.
Within seconds, she’d been moved, and Jagger’s hand was around the redhead’s neck.
“You want to take care of this or do you want me to?” Jagger asked, his teeth clenched.
“Normally, I’d say let me, but I’m tired tonight and this guy has been on my nerves since he got here. You take care of it, baby.” She winked at him as she said it.
“With pleasure.”
He jerked the guy towards the back rooms. “You boys might need to call his soon-to-be wife and tell her where her man can be picked up. I’ll be done in about thirty minutes.”
Dominic laughed as he escorted the rest of them out of the building.
Taking a deep breath, Bianca walked over to the bar and had a seat to wait on Jagger. Jerking the money out of her bra, she saw that it was $100. Normally she would have thrown it in redhead’s face, but she figured after everything she had been through, she deserved it. She took a moment to glance around the club, to see who else had shown up. Almost immediately her eyes locked with Money Bags, who did nothing more than smile and wave. She swallowed loudly. That was the scariest wave she’d ever seen in her life.
Chapter Twenty
“Y ou wanna go home with me?” Jagger asked as he came out of the back room, putting his cut back on.
She was still glancing periodically at Money Bags, but gave Jagger her full attention when he came to stand in front of her. Casually, he took one arm and placed it on the bar, before placing his other arm on the other side, effectively boxing her in.
“I would love to, but I have stuff I need to do tomorrow,” she sighed, putting her hands in his belt loops and pulling him towards her.
He leaned down, nuzzling her neck with his mouth. “That sucks,” he groaned. “I was really hoping to spend some time with you tonight”
Agreement was on the tip of her tongue. “How about you come home with me?”
His eyes flashed in genuine surprise. “You sure?”
“If you are. I mean, if you can’t because you need to be at the
“Your group over there is getting restless.” Sparkles sauntered up to her, closing a robe over her body. “I just gave redhead a lap dance and he called me Bianca. You better go shut that shit down.”
Bianca’s smile faded, and she turned around with new determination. “Okay guys, no more drinks, you’re at the limit. Do you have a DD?”
One of the guys in the group raised his hand. “That’s me. Just let me settle up with you and I’ll get them out of your hair,” he grinned good-naturedly at her.
Thankful that one of them seemed to still have his faculties about him, she handed him the bill and took the time to explain that the gratuity was already included and they weren’t required to leave her anything else. She hoped that would make them get out even faster.
Just as she was about to be done, redhead whistled at her and crooked his finger in her direction. She fought not to roll her eyes but walked over anyway, knowing that it was probably the worst idea she’d had in a long time.
“Yeah?”
“I got your tip hot stuff.”
Shaking her head, she indicated the receipt she held in her hand. “Already got it, thanks though.”
She had inadvertently gotten a little too close, and redhead was quick, even when inebriated. He put his hand behind her neck and pulled her down even closer before hooking a finger in her shirt and stuffing a bill in her bra.
Within seconds, she’d been moved, and Jagger’s hand was around the redhead’s neck.
“You want to take care of this or do you want me to?” Jagger asked, his teeth clenched.
“Normally, I’d say let me, but I’m tired tonight and this guy has been on my nerves since he got here. You take care of it, baby.” She winked at him as she said it.
“With pleasure.”
He jerked the guy towards the back rooms. “You boys might need to call his soon-to-be wife and tell her where her man can be picked up. I’ll be done in about thirty minutes.”
Dominic laughed as he escorted the rest of them out of the building.
Taking a deep breath, Bianca walked over to the bar and had a seat to wait on Jagger. Jerking the money out of her bra, she saw that it was $100. Normally she would have thrown it in redhead’s face, but she figured after everything she had been through, she deserved it. She took a moment to glance around the club, to see who else had shown up. Almost immediately her eyes locked with Money Bags, who did nothing more than smile and wave. She swallowed loudly. That was the scariest wave she’d ever seen in her life.
Chapter Twenty
“Y ou wanna go home with me?” Jagger asked as he came out of the back room, putting his cut back on.
She was still glancing periodically at Money Bags, but gave Jagger her full attention when he came to stand in front of her. Casually, he took one arm and placed it on the bar, before placing his other arm on the other side, effectively boxing her in.
“I would love to, but I have stuff I need to do tomorrow,” she sighed, putting her hands in his belt loops and pulling him towards her.
He leaned down, nuzzling her neck with his mouth. “That sucks,” he groaned. “I was really hoping to spend some time with you tonight”
Agreement was on the tip of her tongue. “How about you come home with me?”
His eyes flashed in genuine surprise. “You sure?”
“If you are. I mean, if you can’t because you need to be at the
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