Page 2 of Vex

With that being said, he gives my arm a slight squeeze and walks off. I battle, and win, against the tears his kindness brought to the surface. Taking a deep breath, I release it slowly and get back to work.

Chapter 2

Vex

Pulling into the parking lot at Dreams, the Devil’s Angels MC’s strip joint, I back my bike into its parking spot and dismount. I should’ve driven my truck tonight because of how cold it is, but I couldn’t resist getting some bike time. With winter on its way out, I’ve taken advantage of any day that I can ride instead of drive. But I’m chilled to the bone right now and in need of a few shots of Crown Royal to warm my ass up.

After entering, I speak with Rod, the security guy I’m relieving for the night, and catch up on what’s going on at the club. When that conversation runs its course, I move directly to the bar. Parking my ass on a stool, I look for Suki. Instead of her, I spot a new face behind the bar.

And what a face it is. As I take in her features, everything in me perks up. I expected the usual boring shift of watching the same tits and asses shaking for all they’re worth, but this could be a fun change of pace. There’s absolutely nothing about this woman that isn’t perfection in human form.

Different shades of golden blond hair pulled up in a high ponytail with long bangs sweeping to the side of a delicate face. Arched brows in a darker shade frame wide eyes that I can’t tell the color of from this distance. Full lips in a rosy pink color that I want to see in action. High cheekbones that accent her bone structure and how well put together her features are. She’s taller than average, maybe 5’9” or 5’10”, with legs that go on forever. Full, but not overly large, breasts that fit her body style to a T. She has my attention and I want hers.

After sliding a drink in front of a customer, the new bartender walks to my end of the bar. Stopping in front of me, she speaks in a husky tone that I want to hear screaming my name.

“What can I get you?”

“Crown, straight please.”

I watch as she silently walks away and I’m intrigued. She’s gorgeous, but there’s something off about her whole being. Her face and body language scream that she doesn’t want to be here, but she’s trying to hide that shit. Now I’m even more curious as to what her story is and why she’s here instead of Suki.

Setting the drink on a cocktail napkin in front of me, she turns to walk off, but I speak up in time to stop her.

“Name’s Vex. Working security here tonight. And you are?”

“Taja. Filling in for Suki for a couple of days. Enjoy your drink, Vex,” she answers before she completes her turn and saunters back to the middle of the bar.

I have to admit that I’m a little surprised that I didn’t get the usual double take from this Taja chick. Young, old and everywhere in between, women take notice of me. I’m not sure how to take this from her, so now I’m intrigued more than before.

I finish my drink and make my rounds of the club while keeping one eye on Taja. I want to know if she’s cool to everyone or just me. I see Freddy chat with her a few times, and she seems fine with him. It suddenly dawns on me that I’m a little irritated I didn’t get more of a reaction out of her. Guess my fragile male ego just took a hit it’s not used to getting.

“Vex, baby, you’re here. I was beginning to wonder if you’d taken the night off,” coos Kristy as she approaches and presses herself against my front.

“Usual shift for me, Kristy. Nothing new about what time I get here,” I answer as I take a step back.

I made the mistake of tapping her ass one night, months ago, and she’s been determined to claim me ever since. I may be a man-whore, and I own that shit, but this one is way too clingy and not someone I would ever consider having a relationship with. Once was more than enough, but she’s failed to see that I have no interest in her now.

I’ve never lied to a woman to get her into bed, and I’ve always been up-front that it’s going to be a one night deal only. That doesn’t stop them from getting their feelings hurt or demanding more from me. You’d think I would’ve learned sooner to not sleep with the women that work where I do. But I’ve finally learned that lesson and no longer consider any of the women here as potential bedmates. Nope, I get my strange in other places or hit up a club slut when I need to get my dick wet now.

“I get off in an hour. Let’s hit up one of the private rooms, and I’ll help you get off too,” Kristy offers with a coy smile.

“Sorry, not interested. Told you before that we’re not going to happen. Let it go, Kristy,” I say back to her before I walk away.

“What’s your problem, Vex? You’re always blowing me off, and yet I know you loved it when we hooked up!”

I turn back to face her just as she stomps her foot in anger. She crosses her arms over her enhanced breasts and pushes them nearly to her chin while her mouth pouts at me. I take a long look at her and wonder now what the hell I was thinking when I slept with her before. She’s pretty, but everything is artificial. She’s shallow, self-centered, whines about everything and isn’t very nice to the rest of the staff here. I realize that I don’t like her very much and that I’m sick of her bullshit.

“We had one fuck, Kristy. That was it. It was adequate enough to get off, but that’s all it was. You and me? There’s no such thing, and there never will be. It was a one-time deal and you knew that going into it. I’m sorry if you believed anything different was going to happen, but I’m tired of you acting like you own me. All you have to do now is your job. We’re both employees here, and that’s the extent of our relationship. Back the fuck off.”

With that being said, I walk away listening to her hissing obscenities to my back. What-the-fuck-ever.

After a few hours and a few more rounds of the club, I take a seat back at the bar and wait for Taja to look my direction. When she does, I motion for a drink by pointing at the beer tap directly in front of my seat. When she finishes up with the order she’s filling, she walks to the tap and fills a glass. She slides it in front of me, and we make eye contact. She has gorgeous dark blue eyes that seem to be hiding a lot of turmoil.

“How long is Suki going to be gone for?” I ask mostly to keep her standing near my space.

“Three shifts. I’ll be here the next two days for her too.”

I’m loving her husky voice. It has a slight rasp to it, and I want to continue hearing it so I keep asking questions.

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