I let out a long breath. I decide to quit staring at them and pull out my phone. I text Case.
I’m here!
He wasn’t expecting me tonight. But I might as well inform him of my presence.
CASE:Okay. Be down in a moment.
I look up from my phone in time to see my sister walking back with Savannah. I speak the second she reaches our table “Don’t they make bigger tops?” I ask with a growl. “Seriously, sis, your tits are about to pop out.” I haven’t looked directly at them, but they’re not hard to miss.
She just laughs it off and turns to face Savannah. They talk about God knows what and I pick up my drink, taking a big gulp.
She then pats Savannah on the shoulder and walks off with her tray. Needing to go do some work.
“I don’t like her working here,” I say as if she already doesn’t know this.
“You worry too much, babe,” Savannah says with laughter. “She is having a great time and makes great money.”
I fucking hate myself. I got her into this. I was the one who put her in front of Case, and he took over the situation. Well, we’re going to have a talk.
Just then, I see Case walking through the crowd. I lift my hand for him to see me, and he gives me a head nod in acknowledgment before he stops and talks to a few women who stand at the bar.
“Hey.” I lean over to speak into Savannah’s ear. “Will you be okay here for a second? I need to talk to Case.”
She nods her head as she starts to suck on her straw. I can’t help but pull it out of her mouth and grab her face. I give her a long, sweet kiss, tasting the peach from her Peach Bellini as I pull away. “Stay right here!” I demand, and she waves me off like a child.
I get up and make my way over to Case. He looks over to see me coming and says one last thing to the women before he walks off, heading for me. He doesn’t say anything as he passes me and walks down the long hallway. I follow after him and out the back door into the alleyway, letting the door shut behind me.
“What’s up, man?” he asks, leaning his back against the building.
“I want you to fire Taylor,” I demand.
“Not this again.” He sighs heavily, rolling his eyes.
“Look,” I say firmly. “This has got to end. Do you see the way men are looking at her? She looks like a hooker. And her hair is blue,” I say confused.
He laughs. “So what she colored her hair. She’s doing a good job and likes it here. I assure you there is nothing wrong with her working here. As far as the uniforms go …” He shrugs. “I can’t make an exception just for her. That’s what the club requires them to wear.”
“You are the club,” I yell getting pissy. “Fuck,” I hiss. “This is all my fault. I should have just told her the truth from the start.”She wouldn’t have understood.
“Blane, calm down,” he says, pushing off the wall. “What did I tell you when you first called me?”
“Hell, no!” I say truthfully.
He smiles. One of thoseI tried to warn yousmiles. “I did. But once I listened to your reasoning, I understood your concern. Your predicament. If I would have been in your situation, I would have done the same thing.”
“You don’t know what I’m going through,” I yell. “I’m buying drugs for you, Case. I have never done drugs, and here I am, selling them like a fucking idiot. Hell, I even got high.” I run a hand through my hair.
He raises his hands for me to lower my voice as he looks around the alley, but it’s just us out here. “I know what you’re doing. And trust me, it will be worth it. I’ve already promised you that.”
“Your promise did not involve my sister pimping herself out,” I shoot back.
His jaw tightens. “She’s not pimping herself out. She’s a waitress and that’s as far as it goes. I assure you no one at this bar will touch her.” He then growls. “I will not allow anyone to touch her.”
I look at him. I watch him as he speaks to me. The way he growledno onemakes me pause for a second. Is he mad that I won’t let it go or is he mad at the thought that someone here at the club would touch her …?
“Are you sleeping with my sister?” I ask hoping that my instincts are wrong. I can’t see her going for a guy like Case. But I’ve also never seen her dye her hair blue before either.
A twitch forms in his jaw, and he swallows. “No. I’m not sleeping with your sister.”
