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Kelly Clarkson’s “Dark Side”. He pushed his way through to the bar and ordered a double shot of JD. Ben was tending bar and welcomed him back straightaway.
“Dex! How’s it going man? You’ve been gone awhile this time.”
“Yeah, I had an interesting bounty case. This skip had very little brains but a whole lot of balls.” He laughed as he recalled the arrest of the bail violator. He always enjoyed a good chase. “He made it challenging for a change.”
He turned around and scanned the bar area. The crowd appeared to be overflowing from the lounge into the bar as people were jockeying for positions closer to the stage.
“What’s going on? I’ve never seen a crowd like this on a Wednesday.”
“It’s Rose. She and the band are quite a draw. She plays on Wednesday, Fridays and Saturdays. The members love her.”
“Rose?” The next song changed to a slower popular song. The familiar strains of a throaty alto singing Katy Perry’s “I’m Wide Awake ” encompassed the room. His eyes flew to the stage. A petite black haired woman was spotlighted as she played her guitar. Tattoos, wrong hair, thinner, it didn’t matter he would recognize Elena Lopez and that voice anywhere. “What is she doing here?”
“Uh, Sean hired her. She has been playing here for about three weeks already. As you can see she’s quite popular.”
“Her name’s Elena. Why’d you call her Rose?
“The Doms nicknamed her that, for her tattoo.”
“Tattoo?”
“Yeah. A blood red rose right over her breast.”
“I’m gonna kill Sean.”
Regan spotted him first. The crowd parted for the large man with the very angry face. His eyes blazed with fury as they locked onto the stage, oblivious to the other club members scrambling out of his way. “Uh oh!”
Rick turned to his wife in concern. “What’s wrong, sweetheart?”
She pointed a red tipped finger toward the back of the lounge. “Dex!”
Four heads turned his way; Megan echoed her words “Uh oh!”
Rick, Cap and Master Peter jumped to their feet, each murmuring a low curse as they moved to head off their friend. They came together in the middle of the lounge just as Elena finished her song. Heads turned as his low voice carried across the crowded room.
“No fuckin’ way!”
As if on cue, the stage lights dimmed and Elena announced softly, “We’re going to take a short break and be back in fifteen. I think.”
She turned and hurried toward the stairs leading backstage. Her eyes locked with the furious man who blocked her way and she stiffened in alarm. She had been dreading their first meeting for good reason; he was absolutely livid. Elena broke the eye contact first. If she didn’t know him so well, hadn’t studied every detail and mannerism of his handsome face she wouldn’t be able to recognize the extent of his anger. Although he outwardly appeared to be in control, she could tell he was about ready to explode.
Overwhelmed by the sheer masculine presence of this man, Elena bowed her head clasping her hands nervously. She didn’t want to do this with him, at least not here. As she looked around, she saw many of the guests hadn’t left but were watching them, waiting for another show. She wasn’t into that type of entertainment. If he was going to throw her out, he could do it backstage. She made a cowardly turn out of self-preservation and - rushing across the stage to the other exit - escaped into her makeshift dressing room.
Dex immediately attempted to follow, intent to have it out with her straightaway only to be stopped short by Rick and Cap whose massive frames easily made the way impassable. “Dex, you’ve got to calm down before you do something you’ll regret.”
“Throwing that woman out of The Club isn’t going to cause me any regrets, Cap.”
He tried to move around Cap, only to come chest to chest with Rick. “At least count to ten
“Dex! How’s it going man? You’ve been gone awhile this time.”
“Yeah, I had an interesting bounty case. This skip had very little brains but a whole lot of balls.” He laughed as he recalled the arrest of the bail violator. He always enjoyed a good chase. “He made it challenging for a change.”
He turned around and scanned the bar area. The crowd appeared to be overflowing from the lounge into the bar as people were jockeying for positions closer to the stage.
“What’s going on? I’ve never seen a crowd like this on a Wednesday.”
“It’s Rose. She and the band are quite a draw. She plays on Wednesday, Fridays and Saturdays. The members love her.”
“Rose?” The next song changed to a slower popular song. The familiar strains of a throaty alto singing Katy Perry’s “I’m Wide Awake ” encompassed the room. His eyes flew to the stage. A petite black haired woman was spotlighted as she played her guitar. Tattoos, wrong hair, thinner, it didn’t matter he would recognize Elena Lopez and that voice anywhere. “What is she doing here?”
“Uh, Sean hired her. She has been playing here for about three weeks already. As you can see she’s quite popular.”
“Her name’s Elena. Why’d you call her Rose?
“The Doms nicknamed her that, for her tattoo.”
“Tattoo?”
“Yeah. A blood red rose right over her breast.”
“I’m gonna kill Sean.”
Regan spotted him first. The crowd parted for the large man with the very angry face. His eyes blazed with fury as they locked onto the stage, oblivious to the other club members scrambling out of his way. “Uh oh!”
Rick turned to his wife in concern. “What’s wrong, sweetheart?”
She pointed a red tipped finger toward the back of the lounge. “Dex!”
Four heads turned his way; Megan echoed her words “Uh oh!”
Rick, Cap and Master Peter jumped to their feet, each murmuring a low curse as they moved to head off their friend. They came together in the middle of the lounge just as Elena finished her song. Heads turned as his low voice carried across the crowded room.
“No fuckin’ way!”
As if on cue, the stage lights dimmed and Elena announced softly, “We’re going to take a short break and be back in fifteen. I think.”
She turned and hurried toward the stairs leading backstage. Her eyes locked with the furious man who blocked her way and she stiffened in alarm. She had been dreading their first meeting for good reason; he was absolutely livid. Elena broke the eye contact first. If she didn’t know him so well, hadn’t studied every detail and mannerism of his handsome face she wouldn’t be able to recognize the extent of his anger. Although he outwardly appeared to be in control, she could tell he was about ready to explode.
Overwhelmed by the sheer masculine presence of this man, Elena bowed her head clasping her hands nervously. She didn’t want to do this with him, at least not here. As she looked around, she saw many of the guests hadn’t left but were watching them, waiting for another show. She wasn’t into that type of entertainment. If he was going to throw her out, he could do it backstage. She made a cowardly turn out of self-preservation and - rushing across the stage to the other exit - escaped into her makeshift dressing room.
Dex immediately attempted to follow, intent to have it out with her straightaway only to be stopped short by Rick and Cap whose massive frames easily made the way impassable. “Dex, you’ve got to calm down before you do something you’ll regret.”
“Throwing that woman out of The Club isn’t going to cause me any regrets, Cap.”
He tried to move around Cap, only to come chest to chest with Rick. “At least count to ten
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