Free ROMANCE: LION - In His Claws (New Adult, Paranormal, Shapeshifter, Alpha Male, Short Story) by Celia Styles Page A
Authors: Celia Styles
place. I am Jewel.” She held her hand out and he took it in his own. It was soft like a baby’s bottom. She opened the door up to let him in.
He walked in and turned to look at her. “Don’t take this the wrong way, but how are you going to pull this off? I mean, you don’t look like a stripper.”
“Well, I have tits and an ass. That’s pretty much the things that men look for right? Don’t worry I can do my part. You just make sure you do yours.” She cocked her head to the side and gave him a challenging stare.
“Look darling I can do my job and I must say I do it well. I just don’t see you up on the stage shaking that ass that you pointed out you have. Can you dance at all?” They stood in the middle of the room glaring at each other.
“Come on. I’ll show you what I’ve got so far. While you were taking your time getting here I took a few surveillance photos.”
“Man do you owe me Darrell.” He muttered it under his breath. How in the hell was he going to not only stay with this woman but also act like her boyfriend? She was apparently a prude and had an attitude to boot. She turned around to look back at him.
“Did you say something?”
“No just show me what you’ve got.”
“Fine, but then I have to go. Darrell is friends with a local stripper and she is meeting me at her studio to help me get where I need to be.”
“Alright. What did you find while I was on a plane here? You know the only one they had out.” She made a little sound as she turned back around. He liked to tell her what he really thought about her.
She went over all the suspects including the manager and owner of the bar. There were two regular bartenders and three waitresses. There were also 7 different girls other than Jewel that would be dancing. There were some hot women there. Too bad he was supposed to be tight to Ms. Tight Ass there. How in the hell was this woman going to get up on stage and have people think she was a dancer?
They went to leave and he insisted that he drive and she instruct him on where to go. She was reluctant at first until he pointed out that he was supposed to be the man and be her bodyguard. He couldn’t protect her if she was driving. She hopped up in the truck and directed him until they got to the studio. It was late, and nobody was there except a little red sports car. They walked in and met a small woman. She was definitely a dancer by the way her curves molded to her small shorts and short tank top. She looked like Aphrodite with long blond hair in waves and a knockout body. He pulled a chair up to watch.
“Hi, I’m Mandy.”
“Hi. I’m Jewel and this is my boyfriend Jeremy.”
“Nice to meet you both. Now first thing is we have to get you out of those clothes. Honey you look as straight as a pencil.” Jeremy smirked in her direction. She glared back as she turned to follow Mandy to the dressing room. The girls appeared shortly after. First Mandy walked in, and he was happy to look at her. He sat back in the chair and relaxed to watch the show.
Jewel appeared from behind her and shock registered across his face. She wasn’t as bad as he had thought. She had on a pair of cloth shorts and tank top. Her hair was loose as well and fell to the middle of her back. It was a medium brown color and lay in waves from the bun. It framed her face and her dark brown eyes turned a little darker. She didn’t have a bad body either. She wasn’t as curvy as Mandy but she had nice sized breasts that pressed against her tank top. She did have legs that went on for a mile though, which made his breath catch. He was definitely a leg man. A woman could have a flat chest or have a top heavy rack and he didn’t care. If she had long legs he wanted her. He wondered what her legs would feel and look like wrapped around him. Shaking himself mentally he leaned forward to rest his elbows on his knees.
Mandy had her hands on
He walked in and turned to look at her. “Don’t take this the wrong way, but how are you going to pull this off? I mean, you don’t look like a stripper.”
“Well, I have tits and an ass. That’s pretty much the things that men look for right? Don’t worry I can do my part. You just make sure you do yours.” She cocked her head to the side and gave him a challenging stare.
“Look darling I can do my job and I must say I do it well. I just don’t see you up on the stage shaking that ass that you pointed out you have. Can you dance at all?” They stood in the middle of the room glaring at each other.
“Come on. I’ll show you what I’ve got so far. While you were taking your time getting here I took a few surveillance photos.”
“Man do you owe me Darrell.” He muttered it under his breath. How in the hell was he going to not only stay with this woman but also act like her boyfriend? She was apparently a prude and had an attitude to boot. She turned around to look back at him.
“Did you say something?”
“No just show me what you’ve got.”
“Fine, but then I have to go. Darrell is friends with a local stripper and she is meeting me at her studio to help me get where I need to be.”
“Alright. What did you find while I was on a plane here? You know the only one they had out.” She made a little sound as she turned back around. He liked to tell her what he really thought about her.
She went over all the suspects including the manager and owner of the bar. There were two regular bartenders and three waitresses. There were also 7 different girls other than Jewel that would be dancing. There were some hot women there. Too bad he was supposed to be tight to Ms. Tight Ass there. How in the hell was this woman going to get up on stage and have people think she was a dancer?
They went to leave and he insisted that he drive and she instruct him on where to go. She was reluctant at first until he pointed out that he was supposed to be the man and be her bodyguard. He couldn’t protect her if she was driving. She hopped up in the truck and directed him until they got to the studio. It was late, and nobody was there except a little red sports car. They walked in and met a small woman. She was definitely a dancer by the way her curves molded to her small shorts and short tank top. She looked like Aphrodite with long blond hair in waves and a knockout body. He pulled a chair up to watch.
“Hi, I’m Mandy.”
“Hi. I’m Jewel and this is my boyfriend Jeremy.”
“Nice to meet you both. Now first thing is we have to get you out of those clothes. Honey you look as straight as a pencil.” Jeremy smirked in her direction. She glared back as she turned to follow Mandy to the dressing room. The girls appeared shortly after. First Mandy walked in, and he was happy to look at her. He sat back in the chair and relaxed to watch the show.
Jewel appeared from behind her and shock registered across his face. She wasn’t as bad as he had thought. She had on a pair of cloth shorts and tank top. Her hair was loose as well and fell to the middle of her back. It was a medium brown color and lay in waves from the bun. It framed her face and her dark brown eyes turned a little darker. She didn’t have a bad body either. She wasn’t as curvy as Mandy but she had nice sized breasts that pressed against her tank top. She did have legs that went on for a mile though, which made his breath catch. He was definitely a leg man. A woman could have a flat chest or have a top heavy rack and he didn’t care. If she had long legs he wanted her. He wondered what her legs would feel and look like wrapped around him. Shaking himself mentally he leaned forward to rest his elbows on his knees.
Mandy had her hands on
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