“No,” Reese said. “I have another idea for that.”
“What’s that, VP?” Levi asked.
Reese nodded and stared at the bag on the table. His lip curled as he swore to himself things with Josie wouldn’t get in the way of the MC.
“It’s simple… forget the flowers and chocolates… let’s bring her exactly what she wants…”
* * *
Reese sawJosie and he hurried over to her. He was alone in the strip club with a bag on his back.
“Reese?”
“Sweetheart,” he said. “I need to talk to Starla.”
“Wait a second…”
Reese touched her waist. “Don’t fight me on this. This is the only way to do it.”
“Shit,” Josie said. “Do you need Jefferson?”
“I need Starla. Get her to the back. I’ll be there waiting.”
“What are you going to do?” Josie asked. She grabbed his arm.
Her hazel eyes were beautiful.
“Trust me,” Reese said. “I’m going to try to help everyone.”
“She’s a good person, Reese. She works hard.”
“Don’t do that, sweetheart.”
“Right.”
“How’s Steph doing?”
“Sick all morning again,” Josie said. “She has a doctor’s appointment tomorrow.”
“Good. Get her checked out. If you need anything for her, let me know. I don’t know if she has insurance or whatever. I can help with that. Pay for some stuff.”
“That’s not your job, Reese.”
“It’s not my job, Josie. I know it’s not my damn job. But that’s Steph. That’s Lasz’s little sister. After everything that happened… she was basically a kid when Lasz was killed. And now this…”
“One thing at a time, outlaw,” Josie said with a quick smile. “I’ll go get Starla. Please don’t hurt her.”
“Don’t ask me to make promises that I can’t keep,” Reese said.
He reached out and touched Josie’s cheek.Again.It was the only thing he could do for the moment because she was getting more and more tempting by the day. Seeing her fighting to survive, standing strong and beautiful, taking care of Steph, running the club for Jefferson. It just proved something that Reese knew all along. That Josie was a bad ass woman. But even still, she had a caring heart that she sometimes gave away too easily. She needed a guy like Reese to keep things balanced.
But now wasn’t the time forlove hour.
It was time to get down to business.
Reese walked along the stage and spotted Caramel as she strutted along the stage topless. She looked at him and puckered her lips for a kiss. Reese winked and smiled. The new girl -Angel- was on the other side of the stage, dancing against a pole, slithering down and back up.
Once in the back of the club, the thudding of the bass was now a faint echo.