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“You know what, it doesn’t matter, shit’s gone down at the Black Pearl. Two of the girls are pretty shaken up and one of our security guys took a bullet.”
“Fuck!” I sigh, the strip club is one of our newer ventures, and keeping the legit business running is fundamental. We went into partnership with the owner about a year ago and by now, word would have spread that we’re running things there. We shouldn’t be dealing with these kinda problems.
“What’s the plan?” I ask Jessie, my eyes flick to Shaniya, who's already looking worried.
“We fuck shit up. Maddy’s working CCTV, and apparently one of the girls who put up a fight found a key card on the floor. It’s from the Archer's motel so that’s where we start. We’re riding out in twenty.”
“Meet you in the yard.” I hang up and look awkwardly at Shaniya, I can’t be sure how much of what Jessie said she’s heard.
“You have to go?” I hate the look of disappointment on her face.
“Yeah, but just for a little while. You wanna stick around ‘til I get back?”
“I promised Dyanni I’d be back before sunrise.” She looks tempted, and I quickly twist my body so she’s the one sitting on the couch. Gripping the back of the couch with my body hovering over hers, I can’t fucking help wondering what it’s gonna feel like to be inside her. To have those pretty tits bouncing in my palms while I thrust inside her.
Fuck, this is gonna be torture.
“Stay and wait for me.” I sound fuckin’ desperate, but the thought of having her waiting for me when I get back is too appealing. I’m nowhere near done with her tonight.
“You can watch some shit on TV until I get back.” I push myself up from the couch and grab the remote.
“I don’t know how to work one.” She blushes, staring up at me.
Sometimes it’s hard to remember where this girl comes from. There are plenty of reservations still around, but none like hers. Her people keep it old school, completely shut out the modern world.
I give her a quick tutorial on how to work the TV, and she settles herself comfortably, immediately becoming mesmerized while I get changed.
I pull on my cut before going back into the living room; I don’t want Shaniya to see the guns in my holster and when I step into the room, I realize I needn’t have worried. Her eyes are still wide and glued to the TV.
“I won’t be late. You need anything, help yourself, and if it ain’t here, Mads lives two doors to the left.”
“Got it.” She nods, still not moving her eyes from the screen, not even when I kiss her on the cheek.
“Guess I’ll be seeing you later then.” I laugh to myself.
I grab my keys and brass knuckles off the table beside the door, then just as I’m about to open it and head out, I hear the sound of my name in the sweetest voice. Turning around, I’m caught off guard when Shaniya springs into my arms, her legs wrapping around my hips and her mouth pressing hard into mine. She seeks out my tongue with hers, kissing me deep and making me really want to stay. “Be careful, Travis Knox,” she whispers before unraveling herself from me.
I leave my cabin with a real dopey-assed grin on my face, one that I’ll have to work hard to shake off before I meet with the others and go teach a lesson to the assholes who thought they could fuck with our business.
“Holy Shit!” The guy lying on the bed looks petrified when Nyx makes an entrance through the motel room door with his boot, and we all pile in after him.
There’re only two guys I can see, but we’re looking for three.
“On it.” Squeal lifts his head at Jess and marches into the bathroom, returning a few seconds later dragging a third, very wet, very naked guy, who he throws in a heap on the rug between the other two.
“What the fuck is this about?” the butt-ass-naked one asks.
“Out of towners.” Jessie flicks his head toward the holdalls that are piled up against the back wall.
The lock of the door clicks, courtesy of Screwy, and I hear the growl he makes from the other side of the room. That fucker thrives on this kinda shit.
“You boys have a good night?” Jessie starts his usual calm and fucking creepy routine, stepping around the men and helping himself to the joint from one of their hands.
“Just tell us what all this is about,” one of them asks again, looking like he’s gonna piss himself. “If it’s money you guys want, just take it.”
I notice his buddy eyeing the gun that’s laying an arm stretch away on the table.
“I’ll take that for ya.” I quickly snatch it up before he can get to it, checking the safety clip’s on before handing it back to Nyx, who checks out its quality before he stuffs it inside his jeans.
