“Just let me handle this delivery them I’m all yours.”
“Okay,” she bites her lip. “I’ll be in the room where-”
“You dance, got it. I’ll be there as soon as I can. And don’t worry, whatever it is we can figure it out.”
Her face blanches a little, but she turns and hurries away before I can ask why. It means I get the delivery and storage sorted in record time, then tell the others to fuck off back to the clubhouse or their own jobs. The dancers are out on stage practicing some routine and having these assholes ogling them wouldn’t be tolerated by Beast, so I’m not having it either.
Once all that is done, I go find Charley.
She turns when I knock and open the door. My heart almost falls out my ass when I see her. She’s wearing a thong, so her whole ass is on show, and a complicated looking sparkly top that wraps around her tits with a tie between them, it has long sleeves that almost cover her hands and dips low into her cleavage.
I’m about to excuse myself and leave but she calls my name. My real name. And that makes this a whole hell of a lot more dangerous.
“Could you close the door?” she asks.
I do as she asks and step inside. The lighting is down low and there is music playing that I hadn’t noticed when I first came in, far too fixated on her perfectly round ass.
“Ellie is down two dancers, and there is a big private party here on Saturday.”
I know all about that. It’s something Nero has been working on and is looking to secure a business deal with these guys. Having a private party at Elegance is one way of getting them on our side.
“She’s asked me to fill in. Which is great, I can do the routine no problem but Ellie is concerned.”
“About what?” I take a few steps closer, then notice the chair in the center of the room.
“That I’ll freak out and ruin everything.”
“Why would you do that?”
“Because I’ve never danced in front of an audience.”
“I’ve seen you do it,” I say, confused as fuck.
“Yeah, but not…”
“Oh.”
It dawns on me what she means. This is her first dance out on the stage. Things must be desperate if Ellie has asked Charley. Beast has been adamant she can’t do it till she turns twenty-one.
Another reminder to me how young she is. I mean, I’m twenty-nine, it’s not like I could be her dad or anything. Fuck, not the time.
“Ellie wants me to dance for someone.”
“Naked?” My eyes widen.
“Well, yeah,” she smiles, it’s a little nervous, but she’s amused at my reaction. “I trust you. I need to nail this Callum, not just for Ellie. If I mess this up, I’ll lose my job and the only chance I have.”
“Charley, if you’re so scared to take your clothes off and dance, how can you ever do this job?”
“That’s why I need you.”
Oh hell, don’t say that shit. Not when you’re half naked and begging to take the rest of your clothes off in front of me.
“Please, Callum. I know I can do this, but Ellie wants me to prove it.”
“She probably means with the other girls.”
“I could do it in front of the girls with my eyes closed and Ellie will see right through that. She wants me to prove I can do it for a man. Men.”
