“Ah yes, I was looking for work.”
“Are you a masseuse?” Honey asks.
“Ah, no, but I heard theclubis under new management.” How the fuck did word get out so fast? I swear, nothing is sacred anymore. “I was hoping to work in the club.”
“And what do you do, uh, Mister…?”
“Lennox.” He holds out his hand toward Honey. “Jensen Lennox.”
“Well, Mr. Lennox, you realize this club is owned by the Knights of Silence MC?”
“I do.” He extends his hand toward me. I shake it, eyeing him warily.
“And you don’t have a problem working for bikers?”
“No, ma’am.”
“So back to my original question. What do you specialize in?”
He holds his head up high and says, “Sex.”
Honey takes a step back, and I swear she blushes. Then she says, “Come back tomorrow at ten and we can talk.”
“I will, thank you,” he says and turns to leave.
She puts her helmet on as I sit on the bike. “You were right.”
“About what?” I ask.
“I know.” She giggles, and I growl. Suddenly, I’m not so sure I want her spending a lot of time at the club.
I feel her hands around my waist as we pull out of the parking lot, and I think to myself,Life with this girl is never gonna be dull.
Chapter 27
Honey
Emma comes home today. I’m so excited to see her. I haven’t been to the hospital to see the babies yet; I still can’t believe she ended up having twins. It’s a good thing they have Tara to help. They had originally asked me, but Tara is a much better fit to help out, and besides, Sainte and I have the club. I’m so excited.
I’m at the club now, waiting for my ten o’clock appointment: Mr. Jensen Lennox, who specializes in sex, or so he says. How delicious is that? The man oozed sex. Handsome, soft-spoken, and a body that would make any woman melt… And, although he was polite and courteous, I could see he is very much the dominant. He earned brownie points with me when I realized he knows the difference between his submissive and his potential boss.
Sainte insisted he be here for the interview, so he currently stands to my right—protectively, I might add. I look up at him and smile. Ice has given me an incredible opportunity, and I swear I’m gonna put this club on the map. People will come from all over to our club.
Brooke steps into my office. “A Mr. Lennox is here to see you.” Brooke is the receptionist from the spa who let Sainte in the day of my massage. When we talked with the staff, I felt she would be more valuable working directly for me and Sainte, so we moved her to the main offices.
“Send him in, please.”
Sainte takes a step forward as he walks in. He’s dressed in black jeans and a black button-down shirt that is just tight enough to show off every ripple in his chest. His dark hair is cut short, and although it’s not a look I generally prefer, it looks smokin’ hot and makes him more polished than he looked yesterday.
“Good morning,” he says, the words flowing smoothly from his mouth. This man, if he is as good as he looks, is gonna have women worshipping at his feet.
Sainte places his hand on my shoulder. He’s staking his claim. He obviously doesn’t know me very well. Yes, I may have kissed him while things were undecided with Hawk, but once my mind is made up, I don’t stray. He will never have to worry about me finding another man. He’s it for me, but I don’t tell him that because, really, the uncertainty keeps him on his toes. A bigger ego is something he definitely does not need.
“Please have a seat, Mr. Lennox.”
He sits in the chair across from my desk. “Thank you.”
“So, as you know, the club is under new management. The MC discovered the club had some, shall we say, shady dealings that didn’t sit well with the Knights. They stepped in and purchased the club.” I look up at Sainte. “This is Sainte. He is the club’s SA and co-manager of this club, along with me. My name is Amanda, but my friends call me Honey.”
