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Authors: Autumn Jones Lake
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different forms of unhappiness. Z’s—indifference, Wrath’s—irritation, Rock’s—exasperation.
“How can three of the horniest men I’ve ever met be so miserable in a strip club?” I blurt out. The tension drains from Wrath and Z as they burst out laughing. Rock just looks more strained even though he flashes a tight smile my way.
“You okay, Baby Doll? I’m done here. We can go.”
“I’m fine.” I wag my finger at all three of them. “Did you three really gang up on that poor girl and question her?”
Guilty faces all around.
“Do you guys have any idea how intimidating the three of you are?”
“That’s the point,” Z says.
I shake my head at them. “You guys are begging for a sexual harassment law suit. You should hire a female manager.”
When they finish laughing at me, Z turns his impish eyes my way. “You applying for the job, Hope?”
“Uh, no.”
Wrath pats my shoulder. “Don’t worry, Cinderella, no one’s suing us.”
I’m still laughing after Hope and Rock take off.
Z smirks at me. “Can you believe that girl? Worried about us harassing the chick who made a sex tape with her man?”
“She’s so square it hurts sometimes.”
Z cracks up at that. “Man, I love the girl. But if I were Rock, I might’ve choked her by now.”
“Apparently he enjoys the challenge.”
Eventually we stop laughing at Rock’s predicament. Z lifts his chin. “You can go. With Butch and Jim here and Dex coming in, I got more than enough coverage. Murph’s supposed to stop in later too.”
“To work or fuck around?”
“Probably both.” He snickers. “Nah, he’s clearing some stuff out of the basement and bringing it up to the property.”
“You want me to help?”
“It’s not what you think. Just old bike parts and shit.”
“Okay. Then, yeah, I need to stop by Furious and talk to Twitch.”
“Sounds good.”
He gives me a fist bump and I’m free from stripper hell.
Don’t get me wrong, the money the MC rakes in from Crystal Ball pays a lot of bills, but I’ve paid my dues and spent enough time there over the years.
My gym’s a short ride from Crystal Ball and I find a nice surprise waiting for me in the parking lot. Trinity’s Jeep. She mentioned stopping by to take some photos of Jake. At the time, I said sure, because I figured there was no way in hell Jake would say yes to something like that.
Well aren’t I in for a surprise. Trinity and Jake are in one of the training rings. He’s shirtless making all sorts of goofy poses for my girl.
“Hey, angel.” I plant a kiss on the back of Trinity’s neck, startling her. The smile that lights up her face when she turns around guts me.
She throws her arms around my neck, whacking me with her camera in the process, but any twinge of jealousy that was creepin’ up disappears. “Are you surprised to see me?” she asks.
“A little. Happy though.” I lift my chin at Jake. “Trin do your hair and makeup?”
He throws up two middle fingers. “Don’t be jealous ‘cause your girl thinks I’m cover material and you’re not.”
My gaze drops to Trinity, and I let out a snicker. “Kept my secret, huh?”
“Yup.”
“Seen Twitch?”
“Not yet. It’s early for him, isn’t it?” she asks as she’s bending over to put her camera away. I should be professional, but I own the fucking gym, so I help myself to a squeeze of Trinity’s ass. She jumps and squeals.
“Jesus Christ, get a room,” Jake bitches as he approaches us. “You done with me Trinity?”
“I think so. We got a lot of good stuff.”
“Cool. Let me know how it turns out.” He taps my arm on his way to the locker room. Before I have a chance to talk to Trinity, I get interrupted. Then I’m dealing with members until my kids show up for class. I set Twitch up to talk with Z about following Gabriella. Kid just needed to hear the word “stripper” to sign on to that gig.
Trin sticks around the whole time. I get glimpses of her
“How can three of the horniest men I’ve ever met be so miserable in a strip club?” I blurt out. The tension drains from Wrath and Z as they burst out laughing. Rock just looks more strained even though he flashes a tight smile my way.
“You okay, Baby Doll? I’m done here. We can go.”
“I’m fine.” I wag my finger at all three of them. “Did you three really gang up on that poor girl and question her?”
Guilty faces all around.
“Do you guys have any idea how intimidating the three of you are?”
“That’s the point,” Z says.
I shake my head at them. “You guys are begging for a sexual harassment law suit. You should hire a female manager.”
When they finish laughing at me, Z turns his impish eyes my way. “You applying for the job, Hope?”
“Uh, no.”
Wrath pats my shoulder. “Don’t worry, Cinderella, no one’s suing us.”
I’m still laughing after Hope and Rock take off.
Z smirks at me. “Can you believe that girl? Worried about us harassing the chick who made a sex tape with her man?”
“She’s so square it hurts sometimes.”
Z cracks up at that. “Man, I love the girl. But if I were Rock, I might’ve choked her by now.”
“Apparently he enjoys the challenge.”
Eventually we stop laughing at Rock’s predicament. Z lifts his chin. “You can go. With Butch and Jim here and Dex coming in, I got more than enough coverage. Murph’s supposed to stop in later too.”
“To work or fuck around?”
“Probably both.” He snickers. “Nah, he’s clearing some stuff out of the basement and bringing it up to the property.”
“You want me to help?”
“It’s not what you think. Just old bike parts and shit.”
“Okay. Then, yeah, I need to stop by Furious and talk to Twitch.”
“Sounds good.”
He gives me a fist bump and I’m free from stripper hell.
Don’t get me wrong, the money the MC rakes in from Crystal Ball pays a lot of bills, but I’ve paid my dues and spent enough time there over the years.
My gym’s a short ride from Crystal Ball and I find a nice surprise waiting for me in the parking lot. Trinity’s Jeep. She mentioned stopping by to take some photos of Jake. At the time, I said sure, because I figured there was no way in hell Jake would say yes to something like that.
Well aren’t I in for a surprise. Trinity and Jake are in one of the training rings. He’s shirtless making all sorts of goofy poses for my girl.
“Hey, angel.” I plant a kiss on the back of Trinity’s neck, startling her. The smile that lights up her face when she turns around guts me.
She throws her arms around my neck, whacking me with her camera in the process, but any twinge of jealousy that was creepin’ up disappears. “Are you surprised to see me?” she asks.
“A little. Happy though.” I lift my chin at Jake. “Trin do your hair and makeup?”
He throws up two middle fingers. “Don’t be jealous ‘cause your girl thinks I’m cover material and you’re not.”
My gaze drops to Trinity, and I let out a snicker. “Kept my secret, huh?”
“Yup.”
“Seen Twitch?”
“Not yet. It’s early for him, isn’t it?” she asks as she’s bending over to put her camera away. I should be professional, but I own the fucking gym, so I help myself to a squeeze of Trinity’s ass. She jumps and squeals.
“Jesus Christ, get a room,” Jake bitches as he approaches us. “You done with me Trinity?”
“I think so. We got a lot of good stuff.”
“Cool. Let me know how it turns out.” He taps my arm on his way to the locker room. Before I have a chance to talk to Trinity, I get interrupted. Then I’m dealing with members until my kids show up for class. I set Twitch up to talk with Z about following Gabriella. Kid just needed to hear the word “stripper” to sign on to that gig.
Trin sticks around the whole time. I get glimpses of her
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