long as they made money. Now that she was in charge, Helena didn't plan to run the club that way. She wanted to keep both the employees and the owners happy.
She didn't care who Kosta sent to work the door, as long as they had muscles and a scowl. What she didn't expect was to see Aleksei come walking in wearing a black Naughty Wolf Security t-shirt that was a little too tight. This man really did have muscles on top of muscles.
Yum.
She was in so much trouble with this guy. She should not be drooling all over herself from top to down below. He'd left her high and not so dry last night without any leftovers to her name, not even pie. Mad is what she should be at him. Instead she was getting all hot and bothered.
No. Bad Helena. Stop it, right now.
She did not lose her head over a hot guy even if he was more delicious than hot apple pie. Gah. What was it about this guy that had her going dumb in the head?
At the club was not the place to lose herself over a guy. Even if he was the best damn kisser who ever kissed. Ever. Ack. She was going to have one hell of a hard time concentrating with Hotty McHotsalot around. Making eyes and drooling over him did not pay her rent. Lap dances did. Just because she was managing the place now, it didn’t mean that she wasn’t dancing as well.
Yeah. That's right, she needed to keep her head in the game, because it was going to be a busy night and she could make her whole month's normal income just in tips on a good Black Friday. She simply needed to get that first lap dance going to get her mojo on. A quick scan of the room showed she was already off her game. Every single one of the other girls had a guy or two or more panting for her and shoving money where they couldn't get it back.
All except Becca. Who was heading straight for Aleksei. What. The. Hell?
Everyone knew the bouncers were off limits during open hours. What they did in their spare time, or who they did in this case, was no concern of Helena's. But no one was doing Aleksei, except her. She had a relationship with him, dammit. A fake one, but no one else knew that.
Helena marched across the room, her six-inch clear lucite stripper heels clacking with each step she took, as if she was marking her territory.
Becca still beat her to the door where Aleksei was stationed. She batted her eyelashes at him and lifted up her leg, caressing the back of his calf with her heel as she ran her fingers down his arm. She even arched her back so her girls were on display and giggled while twirling her hair. All moves Helena herself had taught her. Helena was going to murder her with her own heels.
“Ooh, Aleksei, that is such a sexy name. How come we haven't seen you here before?” Becca licked her lips and smiled so wide that she might as well have canary feathers coming out the side of her mouth.
Helena had to control herself. This woman was her employee, and they were friends to boot. Much as she wanted to, she couldn't just rip the woman off Aleksei. It was a close call though. Instead, she maneuvered her way to Aleksei's other side, grabbed him around the neck to pull his face closer and licked him nice and slow from that delicious jawline all the way up to his ear. She gave his earlobe a little nip and then took a step back.
She looked Becca straight in the eye and said, “I licked it, so it's mine.”
Aleksei laughed, a good hard chuckle as Helena walked away. Becca hurried after her but didn't say anything. She knew she'd been put in her place. It happened between girls at the club all the time, but Helena had a no drama policy in place that everyone did a pretty good job of sticking too.
He was going to be one big distraction tonight. Too bad she hadn't put herself on the schedule to dance on stage. That would show him. Maybe she ought to swap with one of the other girls. But that wouldn't be fair. Center stage always raked in the cash.
She wondered if Kosta was putting Aleksei on as a regular bouncer after tonight