Page 14 of Lamb

“What makes you think I can’t?”

“You going to go over there and make that girl admit she was coming after someone while their girlfriend is right next to him?”

“You still have lots to learn about club life, huh?” I nodded, casting a glance at Jax. Ronnie followed, and Jax shrugged sheepishly.

“It’s a free life.” He took a swig. “Not everyone plays by the same rules.”

“Still, it was you she spoke to.” Her finger outstretched at my chest. “She was giving you the fuck-me eyes and everything.”

Jax stood to attention at that. “And what are the fuck-me eyes, babe?” Jax purred, leaning close enough to his old lady he could lick her tanned skin. “How about you show me?”

Ronnie grunted, shoving a palm over Jax’s face and pushing him away. “You’re disgusting.” The pink blush running over her cheeks told a different story.

“How sure are you? That you think she was after me?” I drew her attention back.

“Pretty sure …” Ronnie folded her arms over her chest, pushing her small breasts up over the peak of her shirt.

“Want to bet on it?”

Jax’s face paled. “Babe!” He dropped his beer on the counter before clasping her waist. She spun with a yelp on the bar stool until she faced Jax. He looked wild and harried, the words sputtering out of his mouth. “Don’t do it,” he begged. “Whatever you do, don’t make a bet with him!”

“What? Why?” Ronnie, panicked by the reaction, glanced back and forth between me and Jax.

I stayed my hand, waiting patiently.

“Youneverwant to owe Lamb a favor. You don’t know how he’ll make you repay it. It could be as simple as driving his truck or burying a body. You basically owe him your soul.”

“That’s a little dramatic.” I rolled my eyes, sighing at the pathetic man. Perhaps his favors had lost a little of their value.

“You are such a sore loser!” Ronnie cackled, and I knew Jax had lost his plea.

More whining tumbled out of his mouth, but she had already turned her head back to him. “You’re on. “I’m more curious how you’re going to prove it, though.”

“Keep your eyes on me,” I purred, folding my polishing cloth thrice and setting it on the bar.

I circled through the exit, coming into the fresh waters as flittering eyes turned my way. Many club girls let their tongue wander their lips in flirtatious desire. But I wasn’t playing with them tonight.

I speared through the dense crowd, weaving my way easily past the half-naked women, drunk men, and those somewhere in-between. I found her again easily, the dark-skinned girl gyrating in the center of the dance floor, a collection of drooling onlookers staring as her tits sashayed to the beat of her hips.

Lost in the music, she didn’t notice me until my hands slid around the soft curves of her hips and my chest pressed into her back. Big brown eyes swept up my face, and the smirking pout vanished into a sharp frown. Her body never missed a beat.

“What can I do for you, asshole?” she snipped.

“It’s the opposite, actually.” I smirked, enjoying the game. I leaned close into her ear, the loud beat of the music smothering our voices. “I’ve come for your number.”

“That’s gonna be a hard no,” she sneered, whipping her head back and forth, her long brown hair smacking me in the chin. “Try some manners first.”

“It’s not for me.” I pressed my hands firmer against her hips, her soft, doughy skin dimpling beneath their touch as I spun her generous hips toward the bar, her eyes finding the couple now staring wide-eyed back at us. “It’s for that one.”

“They’re interested?” she gasped, her mood doing a fast one-eighty. “I thought they were taken?”

I smirked, releasing her and reaching into my pocket for a small square business card. I handed her a pen and a card. “Can I get that number now?”

“Should’ve said so sooner.” The girl laughed, snatched the pen from my hand, and once she managed to pry her eyes away from the bar, she scratched several digits onto the note. Before handing it over, she turned and looked straight to the bar before pressing her big lips into the card and lingering there as her eyes batted at her target.

I watched Ronnie’s face flare red with rage and Jax shrink into his shoulders.

It almost made it worth staying behind.Almost.

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