Angel...
I have to admit the business meeting wasn’t as bad as I thought it was going to be. At first I was hell of nervous but once I got used to being in his company it wasn’t that bad. I don’t know how the hell we are going to make this whole friendship shit work. My mind and body don’t see him as a friend. Maybe for him I am just another name on his list but if I am being honest with myself he is more than that to me. I was stupid to believe that I could lose my virginity to a complete stranger and have zero attachment. That was a damn lie. I can’t get that night out of my head. The way that he cared for me really touches my heart. No one has ever been that kind and gentle with me. It’s kind of pathetic that a complete stranger showed me what being care for felt like. I tighten my hold on his waist as I press my face into his back. I wish with all my heart that this ride could last forever. I don’t want to get off his bike. Being on his bike makes me feel alive. I am really thinking about buying my own.
“We’re here” he pulls up in front of the club. I feel disappointment that the ride has come to an end. I didn’t even realize we were here until he spoke. “You know I think I am going to buy me my own bike” I take off the helmet and hand it over to him. He breaks into a smile from ear to ear “Really?” I need to get off his bike before I lean into him and kiss him. Wow where did that come from? “Yeah I love riding” I admit it out loud. He breaks out into a bigger smile “Do you now?”
At first I looked at him with total confusion but then it clicks. “Ha ha funny” I give him a tight smile. I squeeze my thighs together as I picture myself riding him like a damn cow girl. “You on a bike that sounds fucking hot” he grins. I roll my eyes as I smile “Maybe you can teach me how to ride”. I open my mouth again without thinking about what was going to come out.
I am going to need someone to teach me how to ride a bike and since he is my new friend he can teach me. “I don’t know I have to check my calendar” he runs his hand through his hair. Oh I see someone wants to play games. “Okay,” I shrug my shoulders dismissing it “I’ll just ask Chase I think he owns a bike”. I turn to walk away but he pulls me into his chest. “Hell no,” he looks me right in the eyes all humor trace gone “If there is anyone who is going to teach you how to ride anything it’s going to be me”. His words make me shiver all over.
I want to laugh at him but having him this close to me makes me feel hot and bother all over. I place my hand on his chest to put some space between us “Fine if you insist”. He pinches the bridge of his nose with his fingers “I have to go”. I feel a emptiness in the pit of my stomach at his words. I didn’t mean to get him mad enough to leave. “You’re not staying?” I ask shyly. His hazel eyes find mines “No, I have other business to attend to but I’ll be here tomorrow”. I nod my head as I try to find the right words to say. Other business does he mean Eva? What do I care? I don’t. “Fine I’ll see you tomorrow then” I straighten my back. I hate the fact that I feel sad because he is leaving and I hate it even more that I care if he is going to see someone else. He leans into his bike and smiles at me “Looks like someone is going to miss me”.
I croak my eyebrow at him “I am sure Thing will get over it”. The smile on his face vanishes as he clenches his jaw. I can’t help but to bust out in laughter. Pay back is a bitch, take that. “Ha ha ha,” he mocks me “I’ll see you tomorrow”. I wish there was something I can say to make him stay but I can’t find my voice. The sound of his bike makes me flinch as he turns it on “I know you’re going to miss me but I’ll be back tomorrow” and with that he storms off leaving me standing alone on the sidewalk. Asshole. I am not going to miss him. I turn and walk into the club after all someone has to make sure this damn club is running well.
This night has been long and horrible thankfully it’s almost closing time. I am so ready to lock things up and go home, where there is a nice comfy bed calling my name. I walk over to Ashley, who is behind the bar counting tonight’s profit. “What a night huh?” she ask without lifting her head. I take the seat in front of her and reach for a cold water bottle. “Are you talking about the fight inside the club with the drunks or are you talking about the fight in the parking lot, or how about the drama we had backstage with Dutchess and Snowflakes, or are you talking about the lady that came in looking for her husband when Candy was dancing on him?” I ask. I don’t know which one was more terrifying.
That woman came in here like a storm kicking down everything in her way. Thank God for Thing for stepping in between them before someone got hurt. “That was crazy Candace,” Ashley laughs “she comes in every weekend looking for Andrew”. Well I guess she is a regular costumer. I thought it was kind of strange that after everything I saw them 3 leaving together.
“Hey you” Chase shoves me with his shoulder as he takes the seat next to me. “Hey” I lean my head on his shoulder. I am exhausted. I’m so ready to go home and hit the bed. I’ve been on the floor all night helping the waitress instead of being in my office driving myself crazy thinking of a certain asshole with hazel eyes. I really enjoyed going out with him this morning. I am surprise I’ve said the things I did to him. I know for him it probably wasn’t much but for me I said too much. He was paying attention to everything I said and to my every move. “Hello?” Chase sings into my ear. “I’m sorry what happen?” I ask. I feel his shoulder vibrate as he laughs “It’s not all fun and games huh?” I cover my mouth as I yawn “No, it’s not”. Who would of thought that working in a strip club would be more stressful than fun.
You have to deal with the dancers, each one of them has their own attitude and some of them can be divas. You have to make sure they are safe while being on stage, make sure no one touches them if they don’t want to be touch. Deal with the drunks, keeping them from fighting each other and keeping them from trying to cross the line with our dancer. Only because they are stripper it doesn’t mean that they are whores. Then you have to make sure the bar is restocked and that includes juice, water, and soda. Let’s not even talk about the paper work. I am exhausted just thinking about it. “Hang in there we are almost done for tonight” he throws his arm over my shoulder. I just want to go home and get this night over with.