He ordered us another round and placed his hand on my back, dangerously close to my ass. “This sounds lame as hell, but I was hypnotized by you up there. It was like you were the only one in the room. How long have you been dancing? You can’t be much older than twenty-one.”
“I’ve always been a dancer. It was just in the last couple of years that I started doing it for horny old men.”
“Ouch,” Bash laughed as he put his free hand over his heart. His other hand inched lower, now resting on the top curve of my ass.
“You’re new around here?” I asked as I glanced around his shoulder. My eyes landed on Kane’s furious stare for less than a second, but it was enough to. Fuck. Me. Up.
I swallowed thickly as I listened to Bash tell me how he lived in Fremont but was in Castle Grove for a while on business.Sure, business. I’d heard that plenty of times. I downed my drink, which was real vodka this time, and Bash ordered me another.
Dude was using my moves against me, trying to get me drunk and compliant.
That would take him a while, but I’d let him think it was working.
“Sebastian, I’m glad to see you made it,” Dad’s sharp voice sounded out behind me. “I see you’ve met my daughter.”
Kill me.
“Your daughter is this sexy and you let her work here? You’re crazy, old man,” Bash chuckled as he shook Dad’s hand, keeping a firm hold on my ass. Still. It was now gripping my cheek. Any lower and he’d be in panty territory.
I gritted a smile and rolled my eyes as I turned away from Dad, sipping my drink. I sort of regretted having such a high alcohol tolerance. I might need to get a pill or two from Xavier if I had to deal with this shit for much longer.
“Hey, my girl’s never let me tell her what to do,” Dad lied. That’s all I ever did–what he told me to do. The fear of being sold off to a sexual predator was a convincing motivator.
“I can see that,” Bash said as he eyed me and trailed his hand lower. Yup, definitely in panty territory.
I stilled for a moment and took a breath. My stupid, uncooperative eyes moved to the booth where Kane sat. Except he wasn’t sitting, he was trying to get out of the booth and he looked like he was going to murder someone.
Dad scowled in Kane’s direction. “Why don’t you two take a room in the back? It’s much quieter. More privacy,” he suggested because like I’ve said many times, he was a fucking psychopath.
Bash looked like he wasn’t sure if Dad was serious or not, and then he realized he was. “Hmm, what do you say? I think if we stay out here much longer, Gio’s son is going to try to kill me.”
Xavier and Theo were trying to keep Kane back, saying something to calm him down. I looked at Bash and he smiled, knowing exactly what he was doing.
“Let’s go.”
“Sotellmewhat’sup with you and the heir,” Bash demanded as we got comfortable on the plush couch in one of the back rooms. I made sure not to choose the one where I dry-humped his brother and Kane blew his brains out.
“Why do you want to talk about him when you’re back here with me?”
“I just want to know what I’m getting myself into. Dante made it clear you’re at mydisposalwhenever I want you. Yet Kane was barreling over to us as soon I made contact with that sweet ass of yours.” Bash lit a joint and puffed on it.
“My dad’s repugnant and Kane and I have fucked a few times,” I shrugged, swiping the joint from his fingers and taking a hit.
“I agree with the assessment of your father. So you’re Kane’s side piece? I thought he was fucking the Arlington brat.”
My back stiffened at her name and the thought of Kane touching her. “Who knew gangsters kept up with high school gossip?”
“It’s in our best interest to keep up on a lot of things, especially when it involves powerful families cementing bonds by using their kids.”
I laughed. “Well, I can neither confirm nor deny, but apparently I’m yours for the evening. If this is how you want to spend it, that’s fine with me. I can give you all the nitty gritty details of my sex life.”
As smoke trailed from my mouth, Bash leaned into my ear and whispered. “I know damn well you’re not twenty-one. I also know this place is covered in cameras and microphones, so why don’t we plan a time where we can meet without being spied on.”
Bash took the joint from me as his eyes roamed my body. I leaned into him so I could whisper back. Anyone watching probably thought we were talking dirty to each other, getting ready to get down to business. That was the last thing on my mind–my interest in this man was piqued for other reasons. “And why would I go anywhere with you? I don’t know you. Sure as fuck don’t trust you. What’s your game?”
A smirk tugged at his lips. He grabbed the side of my neck and blew smoke over my ear. “Let’s just say…we have common enemies. And I know all about your little side gig you have going. I must say, I’m very impressed that a tiny thing like you has managed to take out such big targets.”
My heart stopped as Bash kissed below my earlobe. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”