dance.
Cyrus dropped her off at the club with a few minutes to spare. Charlize, Kitty, and the other girls were already in the back room getting ready for the afternoon crowd. Kendra pulled on her costume. Fortunately, she was the same size as the dancer who had injured herself.
“What’s with that big smile?” Charlize asked.
“I met someone,” Kendra said.
“Not one of the customers. Please tell me it’s not one of the customers,” Charlize said.
“This one’s different,” Kendra said.
“Honey, they’re all different.”
“But this one really is.”
Charlize clucked her tongue. “Okay, girl. I just don’t want you to get hurt.”
“I won’t,” Kendra said. “Not with this guy. He’s special.”
“And you want to give him a special dance?”
“I want to give him a really special dance.”
“Okay,” Charlize smiled. “This is what you do.”
∞ ∞ ∞
Cyrus waited in the audience. He wasn’t sitting in the back anymore. He was sitting right up front because he wasn’t afraid of her heat. In fact, he wanted to celebrate it. Because after his glorious evening with Kendra, followed by today’s victory at the courthouse, Cyrus felt like his luck had finally turned. Cyrus noticed the bouncers clear a few guys out of the bar. It was too early for closing time. No, it had to be something else. They were getting rid of the non-shifters. And then Cyrus saw why.
A big cat slunk onto the stage.
A full-grown tigress.
Cyrus knew exactly who he was looking at it. Even though he had never seen her in her shifted form, he was certain he was staring at Kendra’s tigress. The bar broke out into catcalls, and Cyrus struggled to contain the fierce possession he felt. As far as he was concerned, the other shifters shouldn’t even get to look at her. But Kendra had made a commitment to dance, and he wasn’t going to be the guy that caused her to break it. Besides, he had nothing to be jealous of. That glorious cat and the human hidden within it were his. But just so everybody knew it, Cyrus glanced around the bar with a growl. He knew he’d have to put up with the other shifters watching Kendra, but if they dared to touch her, those boys would have another think coming.
The music started to play and the spotlights lit her up. My word, she was magnificent. All stripes and powerful muscle as she purred around the stage in her animal form. She went right to the brass pole and licked it with her long feline tongue. Cyrus smiled. He knew that Kendra’s tigress saw him. Catcalls filled the bar and then she roared, slinking off the stage and down into the seating area.
“Here she comes, boys!” one of the shifters cried out.
Cyrus smiled as she sidled past them, directly for him. She rubbed herself against his legs and roared, jumping back onto the stage. At that moment, the lights went out and the music stopped. Even the shifters were quiet. For one second, then two, Cyrus couldn’t see anything. There was no light in the club anywhere, not even an exit sign, and even with his tiger’s night vision, he was blind. It was dark for a third second and then a single spotlight came on, illuminating Kendra in her human form, wearing a long tiger-print dress.
The moment he saw her, Cyrus was instantly hard. He knew every other shifter in the place was as well, but Cyrus paid them no heed. He was focused on his mate, and she was focused on him. The music began playing softly and she sashayed over to the pole and grabbed hold of it with her left hand. It was only then that Cyrus noticed she held a microphone in her other hand.
Kendra spoke into the microphone above the music. “This is for one special tiger, you know who you are,” she said, her voice sultry with heat. “I’m glad you picked me up, and I hope we get to know each other a whole lot better,” she purred. The bar erupted into catcalls. “Because you’re the one.”
And Kendra began to dance. If Cyrus was rock hard before, he
Cyrus dropped her off at the club with a few minutes to spare. Charlize, Kitty, and the other girls were already in the back room getting ready for the afternoon crowd. Kendra pulled on her costume. Fortunately, she was the same size as the dancer who had injured herself.
“What’s with that big smile?” Charlize asked.
“I met someone,” Kendra said.
“Not one of the customers. Please tell me it’s not one of the customers,” Charlize said.
“This one’s different,” Kendra said.
“Honey, they’re all different.”
“But this one really is.”
Charlize clucked her tongue. “Okay, girl. I just don’t want you to get hurt.”
“I won’t,” Kendra said. “Not with this guy. He’s special.”
“And you want to give him a special dance?”
“I want to give him a really special dance.”
“Okay,” Charlize smiled. “This is what you do.”
∞ ∞ ∞
Cyrus waited in the audience. He wasn’t sitting in the back anymore. He was sitting right up front because he wasn’t afraid of her heat. In fact, he wanted to celebrate it. Because after his glorious evening with Kendra, followed by today’s victory at the courthouse, Cyrus felt like his luck had finally turned. Cyrus noticed the bouncers clear a few guys out of the bar. It was too early for closing time. No, it had to be something else. They were getting rid of the non-shifters. And then Cyrus saw why.
A big cat slunk onto the stage.
A full-grown tigress.
Cyrus knew exactly who he was looking at it. Even though he had never seen her in her shifted form, he was certain he was staring at Kendra’s tigress. The bar broke out into catcalls, and Cyrus struggled to contain the fierce possession he felt. As far as he was concerned, the other shifters shouldn’t even get to look at her. But Kendra had made a commitment to dance, and he wasn’t going to be the guy that caused her to break it. Besides, he had nothing to be jealous of. That glorious cat and the human hidden within it were his. But just so everybody knew it, Cyrus glanced around the bar with a growl. He knew he’d have to put up with the other shifters watching Kendra, but if they dared to touch her, those boys would have another think coming.
The music started to play and the spotlights lit her up. My word, she was magnificent. All stripes and powerful muscle as she purred around the stage in her animal form. She went right to the brass pole and licked it with her long feline tongue. Cyrus smiled. He knew that Kendra’s tigress saw him. Catcalls filled the bar and then she roared, slinking off the stage and down into the seating area.
“Here she comes, boys!” one of the shifters cried out.
Cyrus smiled as she sidled past them, directly for him. She rubbed herself against his legs and roared, jumping back onto the stage. At that moment, the lights went out and the music stopped. Even the shifters were quiet. For one second, then two, Cyrus couldn’t see anything. There was no light in the club anywhere, not even an exit sign, and even with his tiger’s night vision, he was blind. It was dark for a third second and then a single spotlight came on, illuminating Kendra in her human form, wearing a long tiger-print dress.
The moment he saw her, Cyrus was instantly hard. He knew every other shifter in the place was as well, but Cyrus paid them no heed. He was focused on his mate, and she was focused on him. The music began playing softly and she sashayed over to the pole and grabbed hold of it with her left hand. It was only then that Cyrus noticed she held a microphone in her other hand.
Kendra spoke into the microphone above the music. “This is for one special tiger, you know who you are,” she said, her voice sultry with heat. “I’m glad you picked me up, and I hope we get to know each other a whole lot better,” she purred. The bar erupted into catcalls. “Because you’re the one.”
And Kendra began to dance. If Cyrus was rock hard before, he
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