Page 10 of Viper
I let out a shocked chuckle and quickly admit, “I manage, I’m the manager.”
Her lips form ‘o’ and my cock twitches.
Damn, down boy, don’t want to scare the girl.
She clears her throat and asks, “So uh, what uh does a manager do at a strip club?”
I tilt my head at her question and reply, “Arranging the staff, ensuring the girls are good with their sets, hiring and firing, pay role, you know the normal stuff a manager does, though I dohave to watch the new employees dance to see if they know what they’re doing so I guess a normal manager doesn’t do that shit.”
She frowns, staring at her drink for a moment before she quietly mumbles, “Why does that bother me?”
I grin widely at her confession, even if she didn’t mean for me to hear it.
Now, normally jealous women piss me off, it isn’t attractive and doesn’t get my dick hard, but this woman, yeah, I fucking like it a lot, especially when she has no idea that's what she's feeling.
Still looking at her drink with a frown, confusion all over her face, I ask, “Any siblings?” gaining her attention again.
“Huh?” she asks, and I grin and repeat, “Do you have any siblings?”
“Oh no, well, at least I don’t think I have. Dad never married, though I’m not stupid, I know he dates and my bio mama, well, the last time I spoke to her I was ten and she threatened to drag me out by my hair and admitted I was a mistake,” she replies, then winces like she told me too much.
“Your mama sounds like a fucking bitch,” I say, and she giggles, making me smile.
Fuck me, that is a sweet sound.
“What about you? Do you have any siblings?” she asks.
I deny, “Nah, it’s just me and my dad, my mother died two days after I was born.”
“Oh, I’m so sorry,” she whispers, and I swear to fuck, I melt.
“It’s fine,” I say softly, “She never wanted me.”
Her eyes soften towards me, and I feel locked in as lean closer to her, fucking happy she came after me and asked me out for a date. We have a connection I never thought I’d have with someone, never wanting one.
We spend the next two hours talking and laughing, and for the two hours, I’m completely entranced by her, not even noticing Matty directing the girls from Dark Angel’s Girls away from me.
She has my whole attention, and I don’t want the night to end.
She’s funny, kind, sweet, smart, and loves her fucking job despite the crazy she dealt with today. I know she’s on early shift tomorrow, so I’m currently helping her stand from her stool.
I give a nod to Matty, who salutes me as I gently press my hand on Lake’s back to guide her outside, but she pauses and says, “Oh wait, I need to pay,” and I put pressure on her back to keep her going as I state, “It’s taken care of.”
She goes to protest like I knew she would, but I wrap my arm around her waist, shocking her as tingles rush through me and I take her outside.
“Which car is yours?” I ask, and she points to the dark blue Chevrolet truck. I grin and say, “Good choice in vehicles.”
She snorts and admits, “My dad chose it. Something about needing to know his daughter is safe and a baby blue convertible that most teenage girls want won’t. Not that I ever wanted one of them, I love my truck.”
I chuckle as we get close before my stomach plummets.
I don’t want to leave her.Fuck.
I always said I wouldn’t have an old lady, and I’m sticking to that, but it doesn’t mean I can’t date her to see where this goes, right?
As we stop near the truck, I quiet my thoughts and let my instincts take over as I pull Lake into me, making her gasp before I slam my lips against her. She fucking melts into me, her upper body leaning against mine as her hands go to my sides, gripping my shirt as she kisses me back slowly.
I lick the seam of her lips, and she opens before our tongues tangle and fireworks shoot between us. I know without a doubt that we won’t be dating, that this woman is mine.
