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Prologue

Shane

I lean back, keeping an eye on the club from my position near the wall On the far side of the club, Marco the bartender is aritas for one of the tables while looking cool as a cucumber in his dress shirt and vest, the sleeves on his cranberry-colored shirt rolled up to just below his elbows Seeing ers I return it, knowing that within a few minutes, I’ll have some refreshment myself

“Hey, Shane, you want to switch?” Nick, the guy I have working the door right now, asks “I gotta piss”

“Yeah, I’ll cover the door for a bit Just hurry I want to do a walk-around”

“No sweat,” Nick says, heading toward the back I take over the door, leaning back in the stance that allowsthe door under control

Nick takes his time He always does, which is one of the reasons I’ht, petite blondfilled with Coca Cola “Marco said you were looking thirsty”

“Thanks, Meghan You doing okay?” I ask, taking a han She’s only been here about a week, but there’s soain, and not because I’ my security job “No troubles with the tables?”

“Of course not,” Meghan says, givingforward to “Actually, I’ve got a friend co forher my way?”

“Sure enough,” I pro han seeonna discuss cookie baking or so?”

For a split second, I see the most beautiful shade of pink as her cheeks blush, but then she ducks her head shyly “No, she’s just having a tough ti and wants irl talk, you know?”

“Sure,” I lie through my teeth “I’ll keep an eye out Be safe out there”

Meghan nods, sashaying away She tosses her hair back over her shoulder, her hips hypnotizing ht On her, the sexy moves seeirls here Nick co the floor It’s not really needed, but letting the custo helps stop about ninety percent of the shit that can happen around here before it even starts

As I han as she works her tables It’s al fire and keeping the best view of her that I can Her uniforht ass like it was painted on her, and as she bends down to put a pitcher of beer on a table for six, I swear she’s showing off especially forher ass out in a fantasy-come-to-life move

Maybe it’s just han’s natural char every move sheon it, the way she shows her cleavage as she moves in her uniform bustier corsetit’s all so dairl she is aroundmakes me wonder which is more real

Meghan straightens up, turning and looking over her shoulder at lasses that push her fro, her eyebrows lifting behind the fra her lip to hide the little sot to be I have to hold back a growl as she goes over to her next custo a pose beside the table as she takes their order

I’d never let any of the fucknuts who frequent this place lay a hand on one of the girls, but I keep a special eye on Meghan Itshifts a bit easier, and stocks han bent over the bar as I take her fro around a pole in one of the private rooerous fantasies are the ones where I picture her inbut the smile I just put on her full lips