Page 68 of Retribution
Cobra walked in and plopped down on the plush red couch and rubbed his palms down the legs of his jeans. All he could think about was Dakota and how time kept ticking away. Hehadto get to her.
“So how’ve you been, handsome?” Jenny flipped the lock then sashayed toward him. She wore a little pink plaid school uniform. She pulled down the tiny top and her huge tits popped out, the barbells in her nipples gleaming in the low light. “You look so tense, baby.”
Before he could get a word out, Jenny crossed behind the couch and started rubbing his shoulders, her fake nails digging into the flesh of his back as he tried to process what he wanted to say while all the tension fell away from him.
“Jenny, it’s good to see you …” He grunted and moaned, molding like clay into her professional hands. “Everything going okay here?”
“Aw, so my white knight really only came in for a business call?” Jenny pouted and he could hear the disappointment in her voice. Her fingers stopped massaging and she walked around the couch until she sat on the footstool across from him. “Everything’s fine. I just miss you around here, handsome. You haven’t stopped in for a while and I was getting worried.”
“How’s Abby?” he asked.
“Good. She’s getting so big. You know she’s almost six years old.”
Cobra nodded. “You guys getting along okay? I mean, financially.”
Jenny’s head cocked to the side. “I don’t want you to think that’s the only reason—”
“I don’t think anything. I know how tight things can be, and raising a daughter on your own can be real expensive.”
“It’s just that sometimes it’s so damn dead in here, or the guys are so fuckin’ cheap with the tips. I’m thinking of moving to Billings. I know a girl who makes more money in tips on a Tuesday night than I sometimes do on a Saturday. It’s crazy.”
“Yeah. You gotta do what you need to for you and Abby. I’ll come by your place in a day or two to drop off some cash. I’d like to see Abby.”
“She’d like that.” Jenny reached over and squeezed his hand. “Thank you. I really do miss you.”
He coughed and licked his lips, meeting her straight on stare.
“Do you want to have some fun? It’s on the house, handsome.” A flirty, secretive smile danced on her lips.
“Thanks, Jenny, but I’ve got a woman,” Cobra said. “I just want to make sure you’re doing okay.”
Jenny looked down at the floor before glancing back at him, disappointment racing across her face. For a long moment, silence stretched between them, and then she put her hand on his knee. “You’re really the sweetest, handsome.” She lit up like a goddamn Christmas tree.
“No one’s messing with you?” Cobra studied her to make sure she was giving him the whole truth up front.
“Everything’s good. I swear.” Jenny leaned in and kissed his cheek, slowly drawing back to look into his eyes. “If there’s an issue at the club, Manny takes care of it, and if he doesn’t then Randy does. It’s all fine.”
He narrowed his eyes and searched her delicate face. She grinned, flipping her long brunette hair from one shoulder to the other. “What’s her name?”
“Dakota.”
“I can tell she means a lot to you. Lucky girl.” A small sigh escaped her lips. “Women know these things. Like right now you’re trying your damnedest not to look below eye level, baby. And that means something big between you and me.”
“Well … yeah.” Cobra shifted on the couch and sat back, folding his hands in his lap. “Am I keeping you from customers?”
“No, don’t worry about it, baby. Catch me up on life.”
“Another time. I got a favor to ask of you.”
Her brown eyes sparkled. “I’ve been waiting a long time for you to ask me for something—ask away.”
“My woman’s in trouble and I gotta help her pronto. Do you know Big Pat?”
Jenny rolled her eyes. “All the girls know him. He comes in here several times a month. He’s disgusting, but he tips real well. Yours truly is one of his favorites.”
Cobra shook his head. “He ever hurt you?”
“No. We got call buttons in all the rooms, remember? Anyway, why are you asking about him, and what kind of trouble is your girl in?”
