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Unfortunately, he’s not my immediate problem.
Once my eyes lose sight of Damon, I shift my gaze to find Granger walking my way. He stops just a few inches from me, using his height to force my neck to arch back so I can stare him in the face.
“I think you got a little lost going to the bathroom. Want to explain that, Ames?”
He grabs the back of my neck to hold me in place. His touch is different than Damon’s. Possessive, just the same, but Granger makes me feel cold instead of hot.
Lying is the only option I have.
“I saw him walking back to the room unescorted. I didn’t know if he was lost or up to something, so I went to check.”
Granger’s eyes are so dark brown, they’re almost black. It freaks me out when he locks his stare on mine. Pure ego rolls behind it, but not the fun type.
Like Damon, Granger wants to possess me, too.
Own me.
Treat me like a toy to be batted around.
But it’s somehow not the same.
With Damon, it’s purely sexual. There’s an instant pull between us that I can’t explain.
But with Granger, warning alarms go off in my head. This man is the type who rarely hears the wordno.
Searching my face, he attempts to see beyond the lie, but after a few seconds, he scowls.
“Get back to your cage. We’ll talk about this when I drive you home.”
My voice is small when I answer, “Brinley’s supposed to be driving me home.”
His fingers tighten on the back of my neck, pain shooting down my muscles. What’s worse is I know he’s still restraining himself. Granger could do so much worse.
Yanking me closer, he presses his mouth to my ear, ignoring the curious stares of the employees and other dancers walking down the hall. They all suspect something, but nobody has been brave enough to address it.
“You can let Brinley know I’m driving you home. That or you lose the extra tips you would have earned tonight. Understand me?”
Closing my eyes, I swallow down what I really want to say to him. Eventually, I’ll be able to tell Granger to go to hell, but not until I have my finances under control.
“Yeah, I’ll call her and let her know.”
“That’s good.” His fingers loosen, then he pulls his hand away. “Now go do what you’re good for.”
Biting my tongue to keep from telling him off, I run down the hall toward the main room, my wings bouncing behind me.
One day, I’ll be rid of his ass.
One day, I’ll be able to stand on my own.
But today’s not that day, and tomorrow isn’t looking much better.
So instead of ruining the hustle by telling him exactly what I think, I run up the stairs to my cage anddo as I’m told.
. . .
“Are you sure you won’t come in? I know the fight thing freaked you out, but it’s over. Nothing else has happened.”
Brinley glances at me from the driver’s seat, her blue eyes barely meeting mine before she looks at the club and shivers. I know the panic attack she suffered after the fight was terrible, but I didn’t think the lasting effects would continue this long.
