“You taking her, VP?” Brett asked.
“Show her the ropes,” Reese said. “Make sure she understands how this all works.”
“Have at it,” Brett said.
He quickly pointed from the stage to the ground, telling the new girl what to do without saying a word to her. She climbed off the stage as Reese held her hand. She was really short, topless, looking delicious.
Reese stared down at her. Standing behind her was Brett.
“You like this, don’t you, sweetheart?” Reese asked.
“Not sure. How much money do you have?”
Reese laughed. He reached up and touched her cheek. “Do you know who the fuck I am?”
“I do.”
“Then you know I don’t pay.”
She swallowed hard. “Okay.”
“What’s your name?”
“Angel.”
“Your real name.”
“Anna.”
Reese nodded, already knowing that from when Josie told him. He just wanted to mess with her - make her nervous. From the corner of his eye, he saw Josie coming out from the back on the other side of the club.
“Come for a walk with me,” Reese said.
He took Anna’s hand and walked, knowing damn well that Josie saw him.
The whole flirty and jealousy thing was fun. No commitment. No attachment. And plus, when Reese first walked into the club, he could look right into Josie’s pretty hazel eyes and see something that made him feel alive. And when he did this shit -like holding Anna’s hand and walking extra slowly just to piss Josie off- her hazel eyes would somehow change to be something darker. Like a sexy rage that made Reese grin.
The intentions Reese had with Anna didn’t mean shit because it was just need. Enjoyment. Like throwing back a shot. You didn’t fall in love with the shot. You fell in love with the whiskey, the taste, the way it made you feel. And some drinks were better than others. But either way, they all got you drunk.
Just as Reese got to the back, out came Hawk, fixing his jeans. Caramel was right behind him and she stopped, putting her hand to Reese’s chest.
“You don’t need to fool around with the newbie,” Caramel said in a sultry voice.
“Nah,” Reese said. “I’m going-”
Reese saw Levi. He pointed to Jefferson’s office.
Reese let Anna’s hand go.
“Where are you going?” she asked.
Reese glanced back, grinning with a cocky look. “I have to go to work, sweetheart. I’ll see you later.”
Reese caught up to Levi and they burst into the office.
Jefferson jumped up from his chair, grabbing a remote to turn off the TV.
“Guys,” Jefferson said. “What’s happening?”