way?”
Savage took in her worried expression. She was obviously concerned that her grandmother could be involved with someone like that.
“Don’t know, Snow White. Joe Sorelli has only been coming around the bar for a few months now. He brings in his meat order and then leaves. He doesn’t hang like Dirty Dan does. I do know they’re good friends though, but beyond that?” Savage threw her a careless shrug.
Tori nodded. “I guess it’s time for a spa visit next.” She sighed, annoyed that the pawn shop had been another dead end.
Chapter 18
Friday – 11:35 a.m.
Pleasurably Yours Massage Spa
Savage dismounted from the Harley and shot Tori a dark look as she removed the helmet. They had just parked in front of the massage parlor in a seedy strip mall near the downtown area.
As she moved towards the front door, Savage grabbed her wrist, preventing her from going any further. “Hold on, princess, you’re waiting out here.”
Tori stiffened. “Excuse me?”
“This place isn’t for the likes of you.”
Tori bristled. “I’m a grown woman and I can go anywhere I want to.”
“Not in there you’re not. I promised your grandmother and she’s the one paying the bills.”
“If you’re going in, then I’m going in, and you can’t stop me.” She yanked herself out of his grip. Her eyes flashed up at him with fury. How dare he treat her like a child!
Savage leaned back, crossing his hulking arms across his chest and blocking her path. He stared down at her with a simmering scowl.
“Listen up, honey, because this is the way it’s going to be. I go in there alone and you wait for me here, outside, by the bike. If you refuse, our deal is off—right here, right now—and I leave and keep your $1500 for services already rendered. Do I make myself clear?”
The edge in his voice caused Tori to clamp her mouth shut. “Perfectly,” she huffed, her irritation at having to acquiesce to him clearly stamped across her face.
Savage studied her defiant stance and nodded his approval. He may be someone who was violent, brutish and did things that were way beyond polite society, but in his own way, he was a man of his word. He had promised the senior that he would protect the girl’s ‘goodness’ this weekend and protect her he would. It was his job— for the time being.
He relaxed and he flashed her a good-humored grin. “I might be inside a while, Snow White, so be patient,” he said, throwing her a knowing wink.
Tori’s eyebrows drew together in confusion. “What do you mean?”
Before he could answer, the establishment’s front door swung open and a trio of excited, giddy Asian girls came running out. “Savage!” they screamed in unison, obviously thrilled at seeing the biker again.
The leader of the troop, a small-boned, dark haired, twenty-something, threw herself into his arms, wrapping her legs around his waist and planting a rough kiss on his lips. He held her up by her behind, returning the peck, as the other two hugged his arms.
“Long time no see, Savage,” the girl squealed in a thick, broken English accent.
“Hey Ivy, I missed you too.” He smirked, before releasing the girl, who immediately dropped down.
“Let’s go.” She and the others tugged him towards the door.
He turned back to Tori then, to see her reaction. Yup, it was just as he’d expected. A look of revulsion was now marring her pretty, adorable face.
“Really, Mr. Savage?” Annoyance flashed in her eyes.
Savage grinned sheepishly and shrugged. “I have a very stressful job, Snow White. I need to relax just like any other businessman out there.”
“Businessman?” Tori rolled her eyes heavenward. “You’re a disgusting pig!”
He laughed at that, and allowed the women to drag him inside. “Just remember to wait out here. And don’t—touch—the bike! Got that?” he ordered, before the door swallowed him up.
Seething, Tori watched him disappear. Well, she wasn’t about to wait out here,
Savage took in her worried expression. She was obviously concerned that her grandmother could be involved with someone like that.
“Don’t know, Snow White. Joe Sorelli has only been coming around the bar for a few months now. He brings in his meat order and then leaves. He doesn’t hang like Dirty Dan does. I do know they’re good friends though, but beyond that?” Savage threw her a careless shrug.
Tori nodded. “I guess it’s time for a spa visit next.” She sighed, annoyed that the pawn shop had been another dead end.
Chapter 18
Friday – 11:35 a.m.
Pleasurably Yours Massage Spa
Savage dismounted from the Harley and shot Tori a dark look as she removed the helmet. They had just parked in front of the massage parlor in a seedy strip mall near the downtown area.
As she moved towards the front door, Savage grabbed her wrist, preventing her from going any further. “Hold on, princess, you’re waiting out here.”
Tori stiffened. “Excuse me?”
“This place isn’t for the likes of you.”
Tori bristled. “I’m a grown woman and I can go anywhere I want to.”
“Not in there you’re not. I promised your grandmother and she’s the one paying the bills.”
“If you’re going in, then I’m going in, and you can’t stop me.” She yanked herself out of his grip. Her eyes flashed up at him with fury. How dare he treat her like a child!
Savage leaned back, crossing his hulking arms across his chest and blocking her path. He stared down at her with a simmering scowl.
“Listen up, honey, because this is the way it’s going to be. I go in there alone and you wait for me here, outside, by the bike. If you refuse, our deal is off—right here, right now—and I leave and keep your $1500 for services already rendered. Do I make myself clear?”
The edge in his voice caused Tori to clamp her mouth shut. “Perfectly,” she huffed, her irritation at having to acquiesce to him clearly stamped across her face.
Savage studied her defiant stance and nodded his approval. He may be someone who was violent, brutish and did things that were way beyond polite society, but in his own way, he was a man of his word. He had promised the senior that he would protect the girl’s ‘goodness’ this weekend and protect her he would. It was his job— for the time being.
He relaxed and he flashed her a good-humored grin. “I might be inside a while, Snow White, so be patient,” he said, throwing her a knowing wink.
Tori’s eyebrows drew together in confusion. “What do you mean?”
Before he could answer, the establishment’s front door swung open and a trio of excited, giddy Asian girls came running out. “Savage!” they screamed in unison, obviously thrilled at seeing the biker again.
The leader of the troop, a small-boned, dark haired, twenty-something, threw herself into his arms, wrapping her legs around his waist and planting a rough kiss on his lips. He held her up by her behind, returning the peck, as the other two hugged his arms.
“Long time no see, Savage,” the girl squealed in a thick, broken English accent.
“Hey Ivy, I missed you too.” He smirked, before releasing the girl, who immediately dropped down.
“Let’s go.” She and the others tugged him towards the door.
He turned back to Tori then, to see her reaction. Yup, it was just as he’d expected. A look of revulsion was now marring her pretty, adorable face.
“Really, Mr. Savage?” Annoyance flashed in her eyes.
Savage grinned sheepishly and shrugged. “I have a very stressful job, Snow White. I need to relax just like any other businessman out there.”
“Businessman?” Tori rolled her eyes heavenward. “You’re a disgusting pig!”
He laughed at that, and allowed the women to drag him inside. “Just remember to wait out here. And don’t—touch—the bike! Got that?” he ordered, before the door swallowed him up.
Seething, Tori watched him disappear. Well, she wasn’t about to wait out here,
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