Finally Us (Next Generation #5) - J.M. Walker Page 0,49

“We can continue later.”

“Get ready, Queenie.” He came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my middle. “We’re going to go all night. I hope you’re prepared to fucking hurt tomorrow.”

I shivered at the thought. “I look forward to it.”

Once we left the change room, we were met with his friends.

“We never officially met. I’m Mason.” Vince’s friend stuck his hand out, giving me a wide toothy smile.

“You’ve been to a few of my parties but it’s nice to officially meet you.” I returned the handshake. “I’m Gigi.”

“It’s nice to meet you too.” He brought my hand up to his mouth, placing a soft peck on the back of it. “I don’t remember much of those parties, but I do remember always waking up with a hangover the next day.”

I laughed. “Yeah, they were fun.”

Mason winked, keeping my hand in his.

“Alright, that’s enough.” Vince gently shoved him away.

Mason chuckled.

“Ignore him. We’ve met before but in case you forgot, I’m Rory, and this is my girlfriend, Tenise.” Rory smiled down at me. His girlfriend latched on to Vince, pulling him away.

“Let’s go do a shot,” she said, giving him a wide smile.

Vince looked back at me as he was being dragged away and only shrugged.

Rory laughed and went to join them while Mason stood back with me.

“You want to join us?” he asked me.

“No. Thank you. I should go.” And do what, I wasn’t sure. It wasn’t like I had to make sure people were having a good time or anything. The party was at a strip club and the drinks were cheap. You couldn’t get much better than that. “I need to make a phone call.” Before Mason could question me, I went back down the hall Vince and I had just come from, and checked my phone. I had a few text messages from clients, a couple of emails from my students’ parents but nothing that was out of the ordinary. Truth was, I didn’t like the fact that Tenise stole Vince from me. It was innocent. I knew that but something about the situation didn’t sit well with me.

While Vince mingled with friends, I spent the rest of the night making sure no one trashed the place. I appreciated the owners letting me rent out the club and that they never charged me for it, but it didn’t mean I wanted to leave them with a mess of any kind.

“Do you ever stop working?”

I turned, finding two women coming toward me.

Shawnee Drake and Emma Morin both grinned wide smiles at me.

I laughed, holding my arms out. “It’s good to see you girls.”

“Good to see you too.” Shawnee reached me first, giving me a hug. She pulled away just as Emma pulled me into her arms.

She sighed, petting my head. “If only you liked pussy.”

I laughed harder. “You’d be the first I’d call.”

She pulled away from me, keeping her hands on my shoulders. “Something’s wrong.”

I hesitated, looking between her and Shawnee. “No. Why would you say that?”

Shawnee placed her elbow on Emma’s shoulder. “She’s been playing with her tarot deck again.”

“Did they tell you anything decent?” I asked Emma. Not that I believed in that sort of thing, but I still found I was curious just the same.

“They said that I’ll find happiness.” Her smile widened. “And I have. With my girls.” She hooked her arm around Shawnee’s shoulders, pulling her closer and kissing her cheek.

All of us laughed.

The hairs on the back of my neck suddenly tingled. I looked over my shoulder, finding Vince standing at the bar, looking my way. He tipped his beer toward me, giving me a nod.

My stomach fluttered. I blew him a kiss.

He grinned.

“Oh is that him?” Emma asked. “He’s cute. Not that men do it for me, but he really is.”

“He’s sweet and nice too,” I told her. “Which helps.”

Shawnee scoffed. “No fucking kidding. Men these days want one thing and one thing only. Just because I dance and take off my clothes for a living, doesn’t mean shit. It does not mean that I’m easy.”

“Alright, sweetheart.” Emma grabbed her hand, patting the top of it. “Take a deep breath.”

Shawnee inhaled, letting it out slowly.

“Better?” Emma raised an eyebrow.

“Yeah.” Shawnee scowled. “Just annoying.”

“I get that,” I told them. Just then, I saw Vince approaching us. The closer he got, the harder my heart raced.

“Hello, ladies.” He smiled as he neared us.

“Hello there, handsome.” Shawnee waggled her eyebrows.

Vince chuckled, coming to my side and sliding his fingers in mine, then kissed my