Page 28 of Chaos

As soon as I get to the club, I head straight to Gil’s office.

“I swear I can do it.” I’ve got my best outfit on. My hair is perfect, in a sensuous wave down my back.

“Do you have a gimmick? Because at the moment, you’re still just a three quarter chub.” He smooths a wild hair back into his dirty blonde ponytail. “I mean, you’re hot, but men aren’t gonna come in their pants watching you. Yet.” He gives me a finger pistol with the last word.

“What do you mean by ‘gimmick’?” I know I can dance better. My tips have skyrocketed in the last couple of weeks.

“Carrie can pop a ping-pong ball out of her pussy and catch it in her mouth. Emily can sink a whole traffic cone into her black hole of a cunt. Can you do anything like that?” Gil sits back in his squeaky chair, his thick arms fold over the pooch of his belly.

I shake my head. I don’t know what to do, I just could really use the money. Especially when Maeve’s hospital bill arrives.

Gil sighs and pushes up his glasses. “Yeah, fine. I had two girls call in today. You and Brittney can cover the bachelor party in Suite D.” He doesn’t look at me as he scribbles something on his notepad in front of him. “Do that hip thing. It’s your best move.”

The back of his fingers wave me out of his office.

A giddy feeling takes over me.

This could be my big break.

SIXTEEN

JAX

Why is my stomach rolling about spending time with my brother? I don’t think he knows I ran off with his wife on his wedding day.

Hope like hell he doesn’t find out.

A pair of wiry men in slick leather jackets and crisp fedoras stand outside the door of The Sinners club. They both look like card sharks from the fifties, but keep the lines moving.

“Hey! Brother! You made it. I wasn’t sure if you’d actually show this time.” Brody claps me on the shoulder and leaves his hand as we approach the entrance. “This place has the hottest girls. For the right price, they do anything you want.”

I’m penned in by his friends. “I’m happy for you, man. Yeah, I figured I better show. I’d like to get to know you a little more.” All I know about him is what Sofia told me that night.

But, I don’t remember much of what we talked about. Every memory I have of her is how she tasted, how her hips moved against mine, the way her mouth formed an ‘o’ when she came.

Why can’t I stop thinking about her?

Maybe it’s seeing Brody again that triggered those thoughts.

I’m lying to myself. I know more than once a week for almost two years I’ve woken up with my cock in my hand and her name on my lips.

We step into the dark building and are directed to a back room.

“Suite D. Guess that means the dick place,” Brody snickers.

One of his guys laughs and pushes us from behind. “Hell yeah, the girls are getting all of it tonight!”

Several dancers line the hall in skimpy clothes. String bikinis and pasties bounce against our arms and their fingers trail over us as we head to the private area.

“Oh, aren’t you the King of Chaos?” One perky brunette wraps her hands around my neck and pushes her body tightly to mine.

“I am. You wanna be my queen for the night?” I give her a lopsided grin as my palms find her hips, tugging her closer.

“Baby, I’d love to. Can I find you after the show?” Her tongue pokes out and licks my bottom lip.

She tastes like cough medicine and cheap cigarettes. Whatever blood had started rushing to my crotch cuts off in a hurry.

I pick her up and move her to the side so I can continue through. “Maybe next time.”