Page 47 of Bourbon Kingdom
“Can you not say period?”
“Such double standards! Guys can talk about snot rockets and jizzing all up in their pants, but I can’t talk about my monthly? Something I can’t help?”
“It’s not proper,” he smiled.
“Oh, fuck off,” I laughed. “But, seriously, I won’t be able to give him a lap dance. He wouldn’t want that, and I don’t feel comfortable giving Leo a lap dance. I think the world would blow up if I ever let the man touch me.”
“Fair enough. I would offer to give them a lap dance, but pretty sure that would go over just as well as your attempt.”
“You never know, you could probably work it just enough to entice them,” I wiggled my eyebrows.
“Yeah, I’m depressed here, but not that depressed; I still have my self-respect.” We both laughed while Blane rubbed his forehead with his fingers. “Did you really have to say you have your period?”
“Sorry, it was the only thing that came to my mind.”
“That’s really inconvenient. What if we get Eva involved?”
“You think we can trust her? Get real. These girls are so brainwashed it’s ridiculous.”
“No, what if we get her to give Rex a lap dance, and maybe you help her out? Wear something low cut tonight, and when she’s giving Rex a lap dance, maybe you go up behind him and you know, be all touchy and shit. Guys love girl-on-girl action.”
I was about to turn his idea down, but then I thought about it for a second. It would be pretty easy to grab his phone if he was busy with someone else.
“It would have to be Mercy. I’m pretty sure Rex wants nothing to do with Eva. If we have Mercy do it, Rex for sure wouldn’t pay attention.”
“You’re right,” Blane snapped his finger as he got excited. “While she is giving him a lap dance, you should play around with him a little, and then take his phone. Once you grab it, hand it off to me, because I will have some free time before my demonstration. You can handle the bar, right?”
“Pretty sure my middle name is liquor. Believe me, booze is my friend. I know how to handle a bar.”
“Right on, this should be easy then,” Blane said, with his heavy Australian accent making him that much more attractive. “Why are you looking at me like that?”
Shaking my head and straightening, I said, “Nothing.”
Blane poked my side and said, “You were staring at me. You find me attractive.”
“Yeah, that’s if I enjoyed humping chicken cutlets,” I scoffed, avoiding all eye contact with his bulging muscles.
“Chicken cutlets? Wow, you hurt me,” he held his heart.
“You’re fine. I should get back out there. By the way Rex looks at Mercy, pretty sure he would blow early from whatever she was doing. So, we’re on for tonight?”
“We’re on, babe.”
“Don’t call me that,” I pointed at him.
A wicked grin spread across his face as he stood. “Got it, sweet cheeks.” He slapped my ass and walked out of the small room.
Fucking men.
Nerves ran through my body as I thought about finally taking control tonight. I would end everything tonight and then flee Rex’s house to go back to Jett. It would all be over tonight. Tomorrow night, I would be held tightly in Jett’s arms, that or being fucked sideways in the Bourbon Room; either way was appealing.
Chapter Sixteen
“Beg For It”
JETT
“A Mr. Black to see you,” Jeremy said, as he stepped inside my office.
