Promises: The Next Generation (Bounty Hunters 5)

Alexander pulled the server onto his lap and kissed him madly, trying to put on a bigger show than Ty. It wasn’t working. Alexander noticed everyone was still enjoying the music, watching the writhing bodies on the dance floor… enjoying watching Kell and Ty.

“Ready?” Ty whispered to Kell.

Kell nodded and let Ty lead them out of the VIP area to the dance floor to execute the last part of their plan. The DJ switched up the pop to a sensual, reggaeton song by Rihanna. Ty stood taller than most of the people on floor. He was still wearing his thigh-length leather coat with that sexy fur draped around his neck. Platinum jewelry rested on his chest. If Kell had been partying in the club when Ty walked in, he would’ve tried to get close to him too. The floor suddenly got tighter as more people crowded on. It could’ve been the hot beat of the music or it could’ve been Ty’s confidence that ’amp’d shit up. The club-goers were clearly captivated by them.

Ty turned him around and put Kell’s back tight to his chest. His body was blazing. Ty looked dark and delicious in the dim club lighting. He moved his hair to one side and let Ty bury his face in the crook of his neck, so he could hear him speak his instructions. Standing in the center of the dance floor, Kell seductively moved his body against Ty’s. Grinding his ass against his pelvis as if he was in a music video. His partner groaned in his ear, as he stood almost still, letting Kell hypnotize him with his hips. Maybe Kell was enjoying the character he was playing a little too much.

“Damn, you’re sexy as hell, shorty. You got my joint so hard moving on me like this,” Ty said in his ear, pressing his hard dick against Kell’s back.

“Hey! Ebony and Ivory,” Duke snarled angrily in their ear. “What’s the goddamn plan? Watch you two get the whole club off?”

Still ignoring Duke, Kell stayed focused. Rihanna’s song was almost finished and a similar one followed. Kell reached behind him and clasped his hands behind Ty’s neck. Ravenous hands touched his chest, his sides, his hair, and they weren’t always his fiancé’s.

“Looks like he’s about to move,” Ty said.

Kell glanced up and saw their ex-server moving Alexander toward the bathroom by the fire exit like he’d instructed him to do. The skipper’s eyes were glued to the bubble ass in those little shorts, as he was pulled away. Kell quickly gave Ty the signal. He didn’t want the server to have to put up with that creep in the bathroom for long.

“He’s in there now,” Kell said, spinning in Ty’s arms.

Ty tilted his head to his right. Kell hadn’t known where Brian was, but that wasn’t his job to know, it was Ty’s. His job was to get their jumper into that bathroom while his posse and the rest of the club was distracted… by them. Kell watched as the other hunters seemed to appear out of thin air, while he and Ty still ground against each other. Dana and Ford dipped into the bathroom after their skipper. Quick and Duke stood outside, making sure no one else went in. Five seconds later, the restroom door burst open with Dana and Ford dragging Alexander by his arms. His pants were unbuckled, and his mouth was wide open yelling something, but no one could hear him over the music and absolutely no one was looking at him.

Brian threw open the back door, setting off the alarm. The DJ brought the volume down as heads swiveled in that direction. The back of the club, by the restrooms, was practically empty. All anyone saw was a couple of men with wide shoulders and broad backs filing out and slamming the door shut behind them. The music started blaring again. When people saw it was nothing to be worried about and turned back to where Kell and Ty had been dancing.

Their spot was empty.

There one minute, gone the next.

Powerful.

Ty

Ty put his arm around Kell. They were already back in the town car that’d been waiting for them out front. No one followed them or the hunters out of the back door. His plan had been a success. He told the driver to circle around to the back of the club where he knew they were loading Alexander into the transport truck.

The driver slowed and parked next to Brian’s truck. Ford had already gone. He’d taken off with the bounty as if he were a dangerous repossession. Ty understood they couldn’t risk anyone coming out back and hearing Alexander screaming for his life. Ty and Kell got out of the car. Dana ran over to them first, giving him and Kell enthusiastic fist daps.