Several feet ahead, a long bar stretched beneath a canopy of gold-leafed latticework, black marble top, and crystal fixtures. Tons of bottles of expensive liquor were arranged behind the bar in descending height.
But what made the Claws slow their pace and adjust their clothing. . .were the several women standing in a loose arc near the bar.
Well-played, Tora.
Every one of the women was dressed like a 1920s flapper, just not in black.
One wore deep red with fringe at the hem. Her dark hair shined.
Another had on emerald green with gold geometric patterns and the back of the dress cut so low we could all see the dip of her spine.
A third was dressed in champagne and matching ostrich feathers.
The fourth dazzled in deep violet and had a short sharp bob.
The fifth and sixth looked to be twins, dressed in identical pink dresses with embroidered flowers curling up their sides.
Behind them, the bartender lined up shot glasses in a long row along the bar and poured clear liquor into them, making sure that every glass filled to the same line.
Nyomi gestured to the twins. “Lift me up, please.”
They had been gawking at the twin women, but they soon hurried her way, grabbed her arms, and lifted her onto the bar’s surface.
Mmmm.
I got a nice view of her sexy leg and the temporary dragon tattoo running up it.
We’re going to have to make that permanent, Tora.
The chain loosened in her hand, allowing the slave to rest by the bar.
Nyomi crossed her legs. “Let the Claws’ cocktail party begin!”
“Fuck yeah!” Hiro bobbed his head. “We have not one fucking complaint. You’ve done quite enough.”
The rest of the Claws agreed, nodding their heads.
“But before I let you try your drinks, we must honor the most important man in the space.”
I couldn’t keep the silly smile off my face.
“No. No.” Hiro waved his hand from side to side. “No need to honor me at this time.”
I frowned.
The Claws laughed.
Reo covered his mouth to hide his chuckle.
I eyed Hiro. “Careful, brother.”
The women each took a small tray.
The bartender struck a long match and slowly began lighting the line of shot glasses like candles.
Oh.
Everyone watched in pure amusement.
