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CHAPTERTWENTY-FIVE
Sebastian
Theo catches my attention from across the room and nods.
My lip twitches at one side, confirming that everything is good but also showing him just how pissed off I am with this fucking job.
Apparently, Evan had some big bust or something going on tonight and he needed all the men. That resulted in us being called in to play security in the back rooms at the hotel.
And by back rooms, I mean the ones that the majority of our customers don’t even know exist.
Alex and Nico are in their element, their eyes locked on the women spinning around the poles that are suspended from the ceiling in clothing so small I’m not entirely sure why they bothered.
I’ve been in here a few times over the years, so I knew what I was expecting when we walked in earlier. It’s only Nico and Toby who’ve put shifts in back here before, seeing as they’re older than us. We might be more than capable of handling the assholes who push their luck with our dancers too far, but the boss does try to keep the staff of legal age where he can.
“You’ve railed her, haven’t you?” I ask Nico as he blatantly eye fucks the woman up on stage.
“No, actually. Fucking want to, though. You seen that arse?”
I mutter some kind of agreement because yeah, her body is pretty incredible—all the girls are, but no big surprise there seeing as they spend their nights doing that.
I’d still take the one at home waiting for me over them any day.
“So fucking whipped,” Nico mutters.
“Yeah? And what of it?” I ask, taking a warning step toward him.
He holds his hands up in defence. “I was just pointing out a fact, no need to hit me for it.”
“You’re an arsehole,” I mutter, walking away from him and doing a sweep of the room before I come to a stop at the end of the bar.
“What can I get you, sweetie?” Missy, our bartender, asks.
“Vodka. Neat.”
She gives me a warning look.
We’re not allowed to drink on the clock, but recently I’ve been finding that I’ve been following the rules less and less. Especially when we’re put on bullshit jobs like this one and the hen do a few weeks ago.
Our skills can be put to way better use.
I’m sure whatever Evan is up to is much more exciting than this.
“Just one,” I promise Missy, who thankfully complies and pours me a more than generous shot. “Thanks,” I mutter, throwing it back.
I pull out my phone and check Stella’s tracker. I should just trust her, I know I should, but fuck, after the last time…
I breathe a sigh of relief when it shows her phone as at home and a genuine smile plays on my lips as I think about her hanging out with Emmie. Thoughts of finding her already asleep and naked in my bed when we get back later fill my mind, and my cock swells as I imagine sliding in behind her, taking her from behind to let her know that I’m home.
The temptation to message her is strong, but I resist, knowing that I’ll end up spending all night talking to her instead of working if I even start.
Pocketing my phone once more, I thank Missy and take off.
The patrons are well on their way to being utterly wasted, and as the clock ticks around, I just know we’re getting closer to someone getting a little too handsy with one of the girls and forcing us to do something.
My fists curl, my knuckles crunching. Maybe throwing a couple of punches tonight is exactly what I need.
“All right?” I ask, coming to a stop beside Theo.
