Free Beauty & The Biker by Glenna Maynard Page B

her, she got on a power trip with a few of the girls, and I had to put her in her place. She hasn’t crossed me since.
    “No one wants to see my ass jiggling up there. You sleeping here again tonight?”
    “More than likely, just need to get my head straight before I go home.”
    “This chick, it’s more than you are telling me. She has you off balance. I don’t like seeing you this way Tris. I don’t like her. Why not just pay the father some money to do whatever it is they need and be done?”
    “Don’t,” I warn her. Rain knows I don’t like anyone getting in my personal business and Isa is personal. “I don’t give a shit if you like her. Not your place to care Rain.”
    A knock on the door of her office interrupts our conversation. Doesn’t matter wasn’t going anywhere no how and I need to go to my office and check on Isa through my computer. Rain don’t know shit about how I feel about Isabella. She could never understand, no one can.
    Seeing Ariala Perez standing on the other side of the glass door throws my head for a loop, she isn’t on schedule for tonight. I look her over.  She isn’t anywhere near as beautiful as Isa. Neither of Isa’s sisters look anything like her. They favor their father more.
    “What is she doing here?”
    “I don’t know.” Rain shrugs.
    I have seen her around. She dances a few nights a week but I don’t ever deal with the girls unless I absolutely have to, that’s what I pay Rain for. If Rain is screwing around with her, I’ll tan her ass.
    “Not a word about my house guest to anyone. If you want to keep fucking your bitch over there and keep your job. You’ll keep your mouth fucking shut.” Rain tenses knowing I now know that she is dicking around where she shouldn’t be.
    She gulps. “Okay, Tris, whatever you need from me.”
    Rain opens the door letting her in. Ariala doesn’t see me and goes straight into Rain’s arms, kissing her neck and crying. Is Rain plotting behind my back to get in the way of what I am doing with Isabella?
    I’m not sure what to think about this development.
    I jerk Rain away from her visitor.
    Ariala looks blown away, she still hasn’t noticed my presence. Looks like it is time to pop a drug test on the girls.
    “We’ll talk soon,” I tell Rain as I walk out the door leaving her to handle her shit. I don’t like this. She could ruin everything. I don’t need Isa’s sister and Rain fucking; shit can go sour fast at the club when employees get in a relationship. I’ve never fucked around with any of them. I don’t mix business and pleasure. But what I really don’t need is Rain messing with my plans for Isabella.
    Against my better judgment, I go home to Isa and the temptation of her in nothing but that thin white dress. I let her out of the cell three days ago and haven’t been back since. I had to get my head together. Being so close to her with her so willing is harder than I expected. We’ve always shared a connection that no one understood. But that is what real love does. It fucks you up so bad nothing makes sense until you are with the one person who gets you like you’ve never been gotten before. That’s who Isa was to me.
    When I arrive at home she is passed out in the library. I watch as her eyelids flutter and wonder is she dreaming of me. Taking notice of her appearance, she has banged her knees up badly. I shouldn’t care. I should leave her alone, but the urge to cradle her in my arms and take care of her eats me up inside.
    Reaching out, I stroke my fingers along her jaw. She moans in response in her sleep and it is sexy the way her lips part. When she whispers my name, I lose the control I had gained by being away.
    She IS dreaming of me.
    Leaning down I press my lips softly against hers, careful not to wake her, but wanting her.
    With care I ease my arms under her and scoop her into my embrace, so I can put her in her bed where she needs to be for now, but soon she’ll be in mine.

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