Her eyes widen. Guess she thought I wanted her to feel my throbbing cock.
“You don’t understand it now, but you will. Go put on some damn panties. Cy just pulled up and I’ll be damned if I let you go out unless you protect what belongs to me.” I pull her in close and kiss her lips quickly.
“Don’t Tristian,” she says somber. “You can’t keep doing this push and pull, it isn’t fair.”
“Life’s not fair Isa. It wasn’t fair when you forgot about me.”
“What are you talking about Tristian?” Confusion is written all over her face. I know she doesn’t remember but I can’t understand how she could forget.
“I’m ready to tell you everything, but there isn’t time to discuss this right now Isa.”
I can’t hold the truth in any longer, I can’t keep treating her this way even if I feel she deserves it. I love Isabella, nothing could ever change that as hard as I have tried. Being close to her, holding her, touching her in ways I never imagined I’d be able, it’s too much even for a man like me.
“Fine Tristian, but we will talk.”
I nod as she climbs into the truck with Cyrus after putting on some motherfucking panties. He gives me a chin lift before pulling out.
Back inside, I get the game room ready, clearing out what furniture I can for the dancers.
Rain comes in bringing three girls with her.
She takes her seat by me handing me their applications. I’ll get one of the guys to run through them and make sure they are fairly clean. I don’t want a girl working for one of my enemies slipping into my fold. The girls are getting their music ready while I look over their papers.
“You seem tense Tris. Let me fix you a drink,” Rain volunteers.
“Just got shit on my mind with the club being shut down for a few days. You can grab me a beer.”
She goes to the kitchen to grab my drink while the first girl, who says her name is Candy Brandi, stands waiting for her cue. I snort reading her about me section. My name is Brandi all the men tell me I am sweet as Candy.
“Okay sweetheart, show me what you got.”
She smiles flashing her pearly whites at me and hits play on the stereo.
Her choice is typical, Cherry Pie, Warrant. It is a staple in the business though. She is halfway through her song and dance by the time Rain brings me my beer. “Where you been?”
“Had a call from the plumber. He needed the go ahead to begin the work.” She smiles meekly.
Something feels off with her. I know I should apologize for doing that shit to her the other night, but Rain used to get wild with the boys in the past and it isn’t anything she hasn’t ever done willingly.
“She’s good,” she states coolly watching the second girl.
“She is,” I agree. But if you’ve seen one ass shake you’ve seen them all in the business. Only ass I wanna see is Isabella’s bent over in front of me while I take her. “Don’t get any ideas. You can’t have her too. Besides, what’s this shit with Ari?”
“It’s not what you think Tris. That girl has a lot of issues. I’m just being a friend.”
“Looked like a lot more than that to me. I don’t like it.”
“You don’t have to like it,” she snaps at me.
“Thanks girls that will be all, you can go now. Rain will set up your schedules with you later and finish up your paperwork.”
“I didn’t dance yet,” the third girl states.
“You’ll do,” I dismiss them, wave them out of the room, and tell them to wait in the entryway for Rain.
She starts to leave and I stop her.
“We’re friends but don’t forget that I am also your boss.”