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I'll be ensuring that shit doesn’t happen again. Fuck that. The dancers should be able to come to work and not have to be groped by assholes who can't take no for an answer.
I watch as she crosses her arms over her chest, pushing her breasts up further. Making me harder than before. "Did you figure out my name yet?"
"You tell me, Alvah?"
Her laughter is soft and lyrical. "Close. It's Ailbhe. A little less hard on the accent and you'll be grand."
"It's unusual. I don't think I've ever heard the name before."
She shrugs. "It's Irish. It means rock." She looks thoughtful for a moment before smiling. "So you figured out my name. I'm intrigued about how you did it. I underestimated you, Preacher, and for that I'm sorry."
I grin. "Don't be, babe. I was an ass. I shouldn't have fucked you when we were both so drunk."
Her smile is blinding. "Welcome to Ireland. That happens on a weekly occasion. Don't worry about it."
I press closer to her. "You do that often?" I ask, hating the idea of her with any other guy.
"Nope. Don't worry, Preacher, you were the only one. I've got to go. I'll see you around."
Oh, fuck no."You mean to tell me, I was the first?"
She releases a sigh. "Yeah. Don't worry about it though. It was one night."
Hell no. I'm in her face, my lips close to her own. "We're going to have a fuck of a lot more than one night."
She pulls in a ragged breath. "Preach?—"
I silence her with my mouth. The kiss is hard and punishing. I slide my hand into her hair, tugging on it slightly, and she arches back, her lips parting in surprise. I deepen the kiss, sliding my tongue into her mouth.
Fuck, I'm rock fucking hard. There's something about Ailbhe that drives me fucking crazy, and I have a feeling she's going to get under my skin.
I pull back and see her lips are swollen, her eyes are wide, and she's breathing harshly.
"Preacher..." she says thickly. I fucking love the way she says my name with that sexy as fuck accent. She pauses as she looks at me, before she shakes her head and sighs. "I really have to go."
I grit my teeth as I release her. Fuck.
"I'll see you around, okay?" she says, almost as though it's the last time we’re going to speak.
"Count on it, babe," I promise her.
She gifts me that gorgeous smile of hers. "Goodnight. Safe journey home."
Fucking sweet as fuck.
I press one last kiss to her lips and take a step back. "Night, babe."
I watch as she climbs into her car and starts the engine. One day, I'm going to be able to do something other than watch her walk away.
* * *
The redhead in the tiny black dress is fucking gorgeous. In a room filled with people, she stands out above them all. She's been smiling the entire night, and every person in here has taken notice of her. I've seen her in the strip club. She's a fucking huge hit with the men and women who come to watch her dance.
She's always been captivating, though we've never spoken. Hell, I don't think she's spoken to anyone other than the girls she's dancing with right now. But that doesn't mean she's not commanding attention. Her beauty does that the moment she's in your presence. But it's that bright fucking smile that makes her beauty magnify. Christ, she's out of this world beautiful, and tonight, she's going to be mine.
I down my glass of whiskey, loving the burn as it makes its way down my throat. I'm beyond drunk. It's the only way I can get through the night these days. Losing Tyson fucked me up, and I'm not sure there's a way I can recover. But booze and women sure do fucking help.
I get to my feet and make my way over to her. She's been giving me glances all night, so I know I'm not alone in this lust-filled craze I'm feeling.
