Page 9 of Spike's Perdition
“I’ll be right back with your shots,” Mr. Tight Ass promises. “I’m Tony, by the way. I’m supposed to be behind the bar, but the girls got slammed so I’m trying to help them get caught up. Can I get you guys anything else?”
“Bucket of long necks, please,” I request.
“You got it, sweetness,” he flirts. “I’ll have Lana bring over your order when it’s ready.”
Megan’s eyes roam around the club. “Damn, there’s a lot of sexiness in here tonight.”
“I’ve already tagged three contenders,” Tia announces.
“Seriously?” I say exasperated. “Can we go out just once and not be on a man- finding mission?”
Eric bumps my shoulder. “Speak for yourself, babe.”
“How long has it been?” Riley asks.
I dig my phone out of my purse, pretending to look at something. “How long has what been?”
Eric grabs my cell and tosses it to Megan. “How long has it been since you played hide the sausage?”
I toss my head back and laugh. “Hide the sausage? Really?”
“Come on, Ivory,” Megan taunts. “There are plenty of bikers here to choose from.”
I hold up my hand. “Bikers are fun to look at. Hell, sexy even, but they aren’t relationship material. I live my life on the edge with our job, I don’t need a dangerous man, panty-dropping ornot, in my already chaotic life.” I sigh. “I need stability. I’ve been burned way too many times. That doesn’t mean I can’t flirt a little, though.”
“That’s my girl!” Megan shouts.
“Hello, ladies,” a deep sexy voice says from behind me. “Tony sent me over with your bucket of beer. Lana will be coming with those shots in a minute.”
I swivel around on my chair and see Zach, the biker Tony pointed out. I take in his cut and see a patch with the wordProspecton the front. I have to admit, Zach is even better looking up close.
“Zach, is it?” Eric asks before I can say anything.
Zach smiles. “How’d ya know my name? Do I know you?”
“No.” Eric shakes his head. “But I’d love to get to know you beneath the sheets. Tony said you’d be down to get dirty with me.”
Zach’s face turns a deep red. “I uh… no… I’m not… What the fuck?”
“I’ll make you see stars, gorgeous,” Eric whisper yells.
Everyone at our table bursts out laughing as Zach crosses his arms and stares down Eric.
“I don’t know what you did to piss off Tony,” I explain. “But he clearly set you up.”
Zach glances around the table before his gaze lands back on Eric. “You don’t want to fuck me?”
“Baby, if I thought for a minute you were into men, I’d throw you over my shoulder and find the closest broom closet to have my way with you,” Eric states proudly. “Too bad for me, you like the snatch trap more.”
“I’m gonna kill that fucker,” Zach grumbles. “You make out withonewaitress…”
“Oh, poor baby,” I tease.
Zach throws his arm around my shoulders. “Wanna make it up to me?”
“Make it up to you?”
“Come dance with me.”
