How to Marry Your Frenemy - London Casey Page 0,27
down she had to have been pissed at me for suggesting this. She knew how Vince was. He loved money, women, and gambling. Anything that involved a risk and a cheap high, Vince was part of it.
Including tonight.
We entered the strip club and the music was loud.
The main lights were dimmed, leaving the club dancing with purples, pinks, greens, blues, and reds. All coming from the different stages.
At the first sight of tits, I looked over at Callie.
She kept a straight face.
Before I could make a comment, Vince appeared.
A drink in his hand, arms open, moving toward us.
He hugged both Callie and I at the same time.
We both had to turn a little to make the hug work.
Her left breast pressed against my body.
Really? One breast and I’m getting excited?
“I need a drink!” I yelled to Vince.
“Everything is on me tonight,” Vince said. “Anything. Let the possibilities remain endless.”
He turned and walked.
“You first, Callie,” I said.
“No,” she said. “You first, Jackson.”
“Walk together?” I asked.
“Fine.”
We walked side by side.
I pointed to the stage. “Look at her. Goddamn.”
“Yeah, she’s pretty,” Callie said.
I laughed.
This was going to be one hell of a night.
Three drinks in and I finally felt settled.
Callie sat near the edge of the booth, directly across from me.
Vince was like a king, arms out across the back of the booth.
We sat at a table with a pole and had a private dancer who came and went when we asked.
“Okay, let’s get this out of the way,” Vince said. “I sent Vixxy away so we can talk.”
“I like her,” Callie said. “She’s beautiful.”
“Yeah, she’s something,” I said. “I might have to take her home tonight.”
“You think she’d go home with you?” Callie asked.
“Who is she going to go home with then?” I asked.
“Maybe me,” Callie said.
“Yeah right,” I said.
Vince hit the table. “As much as I like walking the line of inappropriate and lawsuits, let’s talk business for a second.”
Both Callie and I looked at Vince.
He reached out and grabbed one hand from each of us.
“You two… you two are fucking good together. And I mean it. That deal was a big risk. It was a tough call. I had been thinking about it for a while. I needed you both on it. Not one or the other. Both.”
“I didn’t need her,” I said, nodding to Callie.
“I didn’t need him,” Callie said.
“Can I get you some more drinks?” a voice asked.
I turned my head and a beautiful, topless woman stood at the table.
Hands behind her back, back straight, tits so perky they could make anyone smile.
“Oh, look at you,” Callie said. “I am so jealous of your boobs.”
“Really?” the woman asked.
I looked at Vince.
His eyes were as wide as open windows on a spring day.
“Yeah,” Callie said. She stood up and faced the woman. “Look at mine.”
She opened her shirt, making it so neither Vince nor I could see.
Vince kicked my leg under the table.
I moved my leg because I didn’t need to act like some horny kid seeing porn for the first time.
But I did make a fist and I did feel like chewing on it.
“No way, honey,” the woman said to Callie. “Your boobs are perfect.” She looked at me. “You’re very lucky.”
“Me?” I asked.
“Aren’t you two together?” the woman asked.
Callie laughed. “Not a chance in hell. I work with him.”
“Oh, okay,” the woman said. “Office romances are tough.”
“Should I get in on the fun and show off my chest too?” I asked as I stood up.
I towered over both the woman and Callie.
The topless woman.
Her tits were perfect.
I moved my eyes to the right.
But Callie…
Christ.
“I need another drink,” I said.
“Lift your shirt first,” the woman said.
“Aren’t you just devilish?” I flirted.
“They call me Dani the Devil. I actually have a devil tattoo. You can’t see it right now. Which means you know where it is, right?”
I smiled. “Maybe I can give the devil a little kiss later, huh?”
“Maybe,” she said.
I saw Callie seething.
I grabbed the bottom of my shirt and lifted it.
Dani the Devil put her hands to my stomach and ran her long, fake fingernails up to my chest. She purposely scratched at my nipples for good measure.
Then she looked at Callie. “You may want to rethink the office romance thing. Good lord, this man is jacked…”
I lowered my shirt and moved Dani the Devil’s hands.
“I’ve seen much better,” Callie said. “I won’t lower my expectations. Not with these.”