Page 34 of Shadow's Surrender
“You want me to buzz Rock?” Danny asked as he craned his neck to see Shadow’s monitor.
“Nope—I’ll take care of this one myself.” He jumped up and stormed down the hallway.
When he burst inside the room, Warren had his dick against Honeysuckle’s thigh and his one arm wrapped around her waist, holding her tight.
“What the fuck are you doing?” he said as he advanced toward the couple.
“What? What’s wrong?” Warren asked as his erection went limp.
“You can’t be taking out your cock and touching the dancers. You fuckin’knowthis.”
Warren zipped up his pants and Honeysuckle stood off to the side. “I didn’t know that, dude.”
“Bullshit.” Shadow pointed to a sign that stated the rules for the private room. “You can read, can’t you, college boy?” He glanced over at Honeysuckle. “The dance is over. Did you get the money up front?” She shook her headno. “Then I’ll take care of the money.”
“Okay,” she said as she walked out of the room.
“You expect me to pay for a dance that was interrupted?” Warren rose to his feet and zipped up his pants.
“That’s right, unless you want your fuckin’ face rearranged.” Shadow crossed his arms over his chest. “It’s your choice.”
“You’re threatening me.” Redness flushed across Warren’s face.
“Nope. I’m just stating a fact—if you don’t pay, I’ll beat your ass. You got choices here, man.”
Warren glowered at him as took out his wallet then took out a fifty-dollar bill.
Shadow jammed the bill in his jeans pocket. “No tip for Honeysuckle? I mean, you were groping her and shoving your cock against her.”
Warren opened his mouth as if to say something and Shadow crossed over to him, his face inches from Warren’s. “Don’t even fuckin’ say it. The dancers aren’t hookers—they’re honest women who are doing their job.”
Warren snapped his mouth shut and dug out forty bucks. “This is the last time you’ll see me in this dump.”
“No worries ’cause you’re gonna be put on the ‘banned list’ anyway.” He gestured for Warren to leave the room.
“It’s trash like you who give bikers a bad name,” Warren muttered as he walked out of the room.
Before he made it down the hallway Shadow was on top of him, wrestling the frat boy to the ground.
“I guess you missed the fuckin’ class on respect,” he said, then turned Warren over on his back and punched him in the face. All of a sudden it came to him where he’d seen the asshole.Eli and Brooke’s party.The image of Warren kissing Scarlett stirred up dark feelings inside him … feelings he had to reluctantly admit were jealousy.What the fuck?Shadow punched Warren once more in the face for good measure and jumped up.
Warren pushed up to his feet, his hand cupping the side of his jaw. “You’ll be hearing from my lawyer.” He huffed as he walked away.
“I look forward to that.” Shadow clenched his teeth.Asswipe.
He walked to the women’s area and handed Honeysuckle her tip. She circled her arms around his neck and kissed him on the lips.
“Thank you,” she said breathlessly.
He smiled as he gently pushed her away. “No worries.”
“Can we talk for a bit?” she asked.
“Is it about work?”
“Not really.”
“Then I’m gonna have to pass. Why don’t you take off? It’s almost closing time. Rock will walk you to your car.”
