sweltering in the hot, Vegas sun while that animal enjoyed himself in there instead of doing the job he was being paid to do!
No. She would take matters into her own hands, march in there and see what she could find out for herself! In fact, she could probably have a quick look around, ask a few questions and be back outside with him none the wiser.
“Okay, Mr. Savage, ready or not, here I come.” Tori stalked toward the front entrance, yanked the door open and walked in.
Chapter 19
Tori crossed the threshold in time to see Savage disappearing down a hallway that led into the back somewhere, still being tugged along by the same three girls.
She frowned, annoyed at his disgusting behavior. Of course, he would do something like this, she huffed. She shouldn’t expect anything less from him. After all, he was base, uncultured, crude, and rough. But why should it be bothering her so much to see him with those women? It didn’t make sense! He meant nothing to her except a hired gun for the weekend.
Suddenly, a raw, carnal hunger stirred to life from deep within her, turning her blood red hot. In a flash, she knew why the sight of those girls leading him away disturbed her so much. She wanted him too, just as much as those girls did; and she was jealous—monster pea-green jealous—that they were the ones who were going to be giving him pleasure and not her.
The knowledge shook her to her very core and Tori gasped, taking a step back. What the hell was wrong with her? That gorilla wasn’t even her type. She’d always preferred the clean-cut, preppy kind, like Tod had been, not tall, dark and mean!
But she had to admit that the biker, with his 6 foot tall, chiseled, hard body, did exude a sort of primal masculinity with loads of charisma thrown in. He was devastatingly gorgeous too; and when he smiled that slow, sexy smile—well, it could leave you breathless and wanting more. It was just magnetic.
Tori smirked to herself as another bolt of insight hit her. You know what it was—why she was feeling this way about the brute? The close proximity she’d been forced into with the biker while on the bike was just bringing back all those old feelings again that she hadn’t felt since she’d been with her ex. Hadn’t she admitted to herself earlier that she’d felt as if she was coming back to life after being in a deep freeze that her failed marriage had put her in?
Yeah—that was it! That’s why every hormone in her system was on overdrive right now. It wasn’t lust for Savage, the criminal thug. It was just lust for living life again.
Happy with her logic, Tori let her feelings fade away and she scanned her new surroundings. She was in a reception area with an unmanned desk on the main wall and a long couch along another. Two separate hallways on either side of the desk probably led to the ‘spa’ rooms in the back, where they obviously catered to their debauched clientele.
Suddenly, she sensed that she wasn’t alone in the room. Her curious eyes shifted to a bay window at the side. It was occupied by another pretty, Asian girl, also in her mid-twenties. But this one was curled up in a ball, smoking a cigarette and gazing absentmindedly through the pane of glass.
An aura of sadness enveloped her and Tori immediately sensed her life story without knowing anything about her life story. She had helped enough souls in trouble through her father’s church in Gideon that she intuitively knew when someone needed help.
She approached the forlorn girl. “Hi, my name’s Tori,” she said, to break the ice.
The girl turned with haunted eyes and studied Tori from head to foot. Having appeared to decide that this new intrusion didn’t mean her any harm, she responded with a blank, “Lily.”
“Are Stella or Roger here, Lily?”
“Stella’s out. Roger’s in the back.” Lily turned to stare out the window again.
“I’m new in town. I’m here from Gideon, Texas. Where are you from?”
This time the
No. She would take matters into her own hands, march in there and see what she could find out for herself! In fact, she could probably have a quick look around, ask a few questions and be back outside with him none the wiser.
“Okay, Mr. Savage, ready or not, here I come.” Tori stalked toward the front entrance, yanked the door open and walked in.
Chapter 19
Tori crossed the threshold in time to see Savage disappearing down a hallway that led into the back somewhere, still being tugged along by the same three girls.
She frowned, annoyed at his disgusting behavior. Of course, he would do something like this, she huffed. She shouldn’t expect anything less from him. After all, he was base, uncultured, crude, and rough. But why should it be bothering her so much to see him with those women? It didn’t make sense! He meant nothing to her except a hired gun for the weekend.
Suddenly, a raw, carnal hunger stirred to life from deep within her, turning her blood red hot. In a flash, she knew why the sight of those girls leading him away disturbed her so much. She wanted him too, just as much as those girls did; and she was jealous—monster pea-green jealous—that they were the ones who were going to be giving him pleasure and not her.
The knowledge shook her to her very core and Tori gasped, taking a step back. What the hell was wrong with her? That gorilla wasn’t even her type. She’d always preferred the clean-cut, preppy kind, like Tod had been, not tall, dark and mean!
But she had to admit that the biker, with his 6 foot tall, chiseled, hard body, did exude a sort of primal masculinity with loads of charisma thrown in. He was devastatingly gorgeous too; and when he smiled that slow, sexy smile—well, it could leave you breathless and wanting more. It was just magnetic.
Tori smirked to herself as another bolt of insight hit her. You know what it was—why she was feeling this way about the brute? The close proximity she’d been forced into with the biker while on the bike was just bringing back all those old feelings again that she hadn’t felt since she’d been with her ex. Hadn’t she admitted to herself earlier that she’d felt as if she was coming back to life after being in a deep freeze that her failed marriage had put her in?
Yeah—that was it! That’s why every hormone in her system was on overdrive right now. It wasn’t lust for Savage, the criminal thug. It was just lust for living life again.
Happy with her logic, Tori let her feelings fade away and she scanned her new surroundings. She was in a reception area with an unmanned desk on the main wall and a long couch along another. Two separate hallways on either side of the desk probably led to the ‘spa’ rooms in the back, where they obviously catered to their debauched clientele.
Suddenly, she sensed that she wasn’t alone in the room. Her curious eyes shifted to a bay window at the side. It was occupied by another pretty, Asian girl, also in her mid-twenties. But this one was curled up in a ball, smoking a cigarette and gazing absentmindedly through the pane of glass.
An aura of sadness enveloped her and Tori immediately sensed her life story without knowing anything about her life story. She had helped enough souls in trouble through her father’s church in Gideon that she intuitively knew when someone needed help.
She approached the forlorn girl. “Hi, my name’s Tori,” she said, to break the ice.
The girl turned with haunted eyes and studied Tori from head to foot. Having appeared to decide that this new intrusion didn’t mean her any harm, she responded with a blank, “Lily.”
“Are Stella or Roger here, Lily?”
“Stella’s out. Roger’s in the back.” Lily turned to stare out the window again.
“I’m new in town. I’m here from Gideon, Texas. Where are you from?”
This time the
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