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If what Cleo said was true, I was about to bust some faces.
What I saw when I came up to the dance floor set my blood to boiling.
The dance floor was little more than a twenty by twenty section of floor to the right of the bar. Most of the time it had a long table that could easily seat twenty if you squeezed them in tight, taking up that spot.
However, on my way out to talk with Eurie, I’d asked Dixie to have a few of the boys move the table to the wall and stack the chairs so I could dance with Channing when I got back in.
In the very middle of the ‘dance floor’ was the fire pole.
A police and firefighter themed bar just wouldn’t be complete without one. At the time we’d put the big bastard up, I’d thought it was perfect. Now, however, I wanted to rip that motherfucker from the ceiling and bash every man within a ten-foot radius with it.
“What the fuck are you doing?”
I hadn’t been aware that I was going to bellow until the words poured from my mouth.
It was one hell of a shout, though.
It quieted everyone and everything, besides the music, which cut off shortly after everything became so deathly quiet.
Channing, who’d been at the top of the fire pole hanging upside down, slowly grabbed the pole and slid down.
When her feet hit the ground, both men who’d been standing beside the pole steadied her unsteady feet.
She smiled thankfully at Sterling and his friend, Parker.
Parker was a young kid, just turning twenty-two a couple weeks before, according to Sterling.
He’d come down on leave with Sterling, and would spend the next three weeks of their shore leave here before they were ordered back to base.
“I believe my girl was showing off her hooker skills,” Colton said from behind me, drawing my attention.
I turned and glared at the man.
“Was she now?” I asked in a deceptively calm tone.
“Yep. She started taking those hooker classes in college. Her momma would be rolling in her grave if she’d seen what I’d just saw,” Colton glared at his daughter.
The boy wonder twins snickered and walked off, lucky to be alive.
Channing started to walk away as well, but I moved quickly, looping my arm around her waist and pulling her back into me.
“Not so fast, Channing,” I breathed against her neck causing her to shiver. “You owe me a dance.”
“Your dance walked out the door when you did,” she snarled.
I buried my nose into the crook of her beck and smiled at the jealousy in her tone. “Jealous?” I teased.
The music snapped back on, and a Randy Travis song started to fill the room.
She stiffened in my arms. “Were you?” She snapped right back.
“She’s a co-worker,” I told her, starting to sway my hips and torso to the beat.
“You’ve had sex with her,” she stated.
I pushed my raging cock until it dug into her ass. “She doesn’t make my dick hard. You do. What happened in the past is still in the past.”
I knew it wasn’t going to work.
