Any Day Now - Lani Lynn Vale Page 0,56

face with her boob!” Rogan yelled.

There was a moment of stunned silence, then the cops in the room started to snicker.

“It was an accident, I’m sure,” Lynn drawled.

“No, I saw her do it on purpose. She took it in her hand and aimed it at my face!” Rogan countered.

Bruno, who I hadn’t seen come out of Lynn’s office with him, finally chose that moment to step in.

“Leave,” he said. “Don’t come back.”

Rogan scrambled to his feet, but still he did not retreat.

“I have video proof that you were the one that started all of this,” Bruno murmured. “I think you should take your crew, your bodyguards, and your attitude out of here before I give you a reason to leave.”

“Did you hear that man?” Rogan struggled to get closer to Bruno, but Sammy slid into his way. “He threatened my life!”

“You came in here threatening one of my employees,” Lynn said carefully. “You got in a fight. You smashed up a couple of tables, ruined some chairs, assaulted my girls, all the while pissed only because we refused to serve you. I’m sorry, but my employees matter to me. Men that play pretend for a career? Not so much.”

Rogan’s face went a mottled red.

“I…I’ve never…” Rogan shook his head. “That’s insane!”

Insane or not, Lynn wasn’t kidding or playing any longer.

“Leave,” Lynn said one last time.

“Sir,” Nathan said. “Either you need to leave, or I’m going to have to arrest you.”

“You put your hands on me, I’ll have your badge!” he snarled. “Then I’ll ruin you. Take your job. Your car. Your woman.”

Nathan snorted. “Listen, man. I probably have more in my bank account right now than you’ve made in a year. I don’t need my job, so feel free to do your best. And, just sayin’, but I don’t have a woman. So, there won’t be any taking her.”

“Well,” he snarled. “I’ll just see about that.”

Then, without another word, he walked out.

Or, he would have.

My brother met him at the door, and didn’t move.

“Get out of my way!” Rogan bellowed.

Sam, being Sam, stared at Rogan until he blanched and took a step back.

The bodyguard that should’ve really been in front of him anyway finally caught up.

Again, they’d been distracted by the boobs, and not paying attention to the tantrum that Rogan was throwing.

“I am not in the mood!” Rogan growled. “Please. Move.”

“In a second,” Sam said as he crossed his arms over his chest. “We need to come to a little understanding, you and I.”

Rogan started shaking his head. “No. I don’t even know who you are.”

“You don’t,” Sam agreed as he stepped to the side and allowed Rogan to exit. “But you will!”

The doors closed behind everybody but Sam, who turned around to glance in my direction.

He held out his thumb in a ‘are you okay?’ gesture.

I gave him a thumbs up back.

He nodded once and disappeared, leaving me staring at heaving breasts and glitter.

“I don’t know what happened,” Velvet, the original stripper that’d caused all the ruckus, said. “But that man is totally getting a bill from my lawyer!”

“He took all my body glitter with him.” Another stripper, Sassy, groaned. “Do you know how long that takes to apply?”

Then, as if he didn’t have a care in the world, Kirk strolled through the door from the back room and walked right up to our group.

Taking one look at me, then the strippers, followed by Adam, he grinned.

He reminded me of a Saint Bernard. All happy and goofy and fluffy—though that fluffiness seemed to me located in his head.

“Kirk,” I said. “I didn’t know you were here.”

He walked up to one of the security guards and wiped some glitter off of his arm.

He didn’t even stop when John glared hard.

“Kirk,” Adam said. “What are you doing here?”

“I was waiting for you to show up,” he commented. “I stayed back while all of that was going on, though. My girl would kill me if I came home covered in glitter.”

“It’s about to be all over you if you don’t back the fuck away from me,” John growled.

“Sorry, sorry.” Kirk held up his hands and then backed away, turning to face Adam. And then me. “I need y’all to move closer together. It’s really hard to talk to you both when I can’t see you.”

Adam rolled his eyes but took up a seat at the bar.

“All right, ladies,” Lynn said. “Time to get back to work.”

All the patrons, who thankfully hadn’t entered into the fray, went back to their respective tables