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Everyone looks at me like I’m going crazy, but the camera on Jesse’s shirt begins to shuffle like he’s moving his shirt around.
Hurricane mutes the mic and stares at me. “What are you doin’, Max?”
I exhale. “Selene likes tough men who look a certain way. If Jesse can act like a douche while also looking pretty, he will gain her attention.”
Hurricane unmutes the mic, craning his neck to the side. “Do it, prospect.”
Jesse grabs some random guy’s drink, downing it in one swift motion. The guy spins, glaring at Jesse. “Hey, that was my drink!”
Jesse doesn’t hesitate, slamming the now-empty glass over the guy’s head. “Not anymore, asshole!” The guy falls to the floor, and Jesse kneels over the top of him, landing a blow to his face, while his friend moves in behind Jesse, grabbing and pulling him off, dragging him away.
I tense as another guy slams his fist into Jesse’s face. He drops to one knee, another guy landing a punch into Jesse’s face.
There are too many of his friends for Jesse to take back this fight.
“He’s outnumbered. We need to help him,” Hoodoo calls out, moving to rush for the entry.
But I place my good hand on his chest.
“Just wait another second,” I urge.
And as if on cue, the Bachelors step in, Selene moving in front of the men as they pull the guys off Jesse, making an easy target of the men.
Trap and Selene grab Jesse, dragging him off to the other side of the room while the Bachelors deal with the drunks.
Jesse pants, trying to catch his breath as he stands. “I didn’t need the save. I had it handled,” he grunts aggressively, moving to sit beside the bitch.
Trap chuckles, slapping Jesse’s shoulder, then sits as Selene grins at him, wiping a line of blood from Jesse’s cheek. “A thank you wouldn’t go astray,” Selene replies, her fingers tiptoeing up his undone shirt.
Jesse glances down at her fingers, making their way up his chest, and chuckles. “Thank you, though I have a feeling a save from you will come at a cost.”
Selene shrugs, moving over to sit on Jesse’s lap. I let out a snort, shaking my head.Works like a charm.Selene is so predictable.
Jesse slides his hand onto Selene’s thigh and exhales as she leans into him. “I think we can come to some kind of arrangement.”
Jesse shifts his body toward Trap, who is watching him intensely. “Thing is… while you’re stunning, and I would do anything to fuck you right now, I have information for you.”
Selene and Trap sit taller, Selene’s hand running higher up Jesse’s thigh toward his cock. “I don’t know you. I’ve never seen you before, and you come intomyclub, thinking you can make a scene to grab my attention and just hand over information without paying a price first. Youmustthink I’m stupid.”
I tense, my eyes shifting to Hurricane, and he exhales. “Is he made?” Hurricane asks.
Gnawing down on my bottom lip, I roll my shoulder. “I can’t be sure. She doesn’t trust him, though, that’s for sure.”
“So then… tell me your price?” Jesse asks.
Selene glances at Trap, and he smirks, a little more sinister than I would like. My stomach flips, and I turn to Raid, grabbing the mic. “Jesse, you’re made!” I scream down the line while Selene stands from Jesse’s lap, holding her hand to him.
“Let’s go to a hotel, we can work off this sexual chemistry between us, and then we can get down to this information you need to tell me.”
All of us move, mobilizing to enter the club.
Jesse stands, taking her hand. “Lead the way,” he states.
“We’re comin’, prospect, don’t go into a back room with her. Try to get her to come out into the alley. We’ll meet you on the way in,” Hurricane calls down the line.
Hoodoo and the guys all lock and load their weapons.
I grip onto Hoodoo, my eyes meeting his. “Be safe!” I beg him.
