Sammi POVWhen I wake up, I realise how late it is. Grabbing clothes to wear tonight, I throw them in a bag along with shoes. I put on a pair of shorts and a cropped top. I would wear leggings, but if I'm practising, I need to be in something similar to what I'll be wearing when working.So, dancing in leggings won't help, as the friction will undoubtedly be different when dancing on the pole. Rushing down, my plan is to grab something quick for breakfast. I've thrown my hair up into a messy bun. As I get into the kitchen, the guys turn and look at me.Throwing some bread into the toaster, I walk to the fridge and get a bottle of water out. “Late for something?” Zade looks at me. “Work,” I mutter as I grab the toast out. “Work? You were there till gone four, and they expect you back in already?” His words are loud, and my eyes roll. “I'm not going there to work, but I'm meeting some of the ladies to get to know them. That's all.” I shrug and begin to butter the toast. “Which club
Sammi POVI got home around half-twelve last night, which means today I'm not rushing. I can actually consider the next steps. I need to figure out when the guys will be out of the house for a few hours. I really want to have an aerial hoop installed in my room, but I can’t if they are at home. The issue is that they don't always work at the same time. I also don't want to make it obvious that I'm trying to find out when the house will be free. Walking down, the kitchen is empty, so I grab breakfast and walk through. I find them sitting in the office. They turn and look at me as I walk in and take a seat. “How's the business going?” I ask, trying to seem interested in my family's business. “All good. Why?” Joel looks at me, and I shrug. “Just wondered, that's all. I've not asked about them for some time now.” I smile at them. “Things are going well. Expansions have done well. You would know if you actually joined the family business instead of sitting out of it all.” Zade looks
Sammi POVWork has gone well, and I've noticed the ladies watching me as well. Their expressions are hard to read. I watch as the last customer staggers out of the door slowly."Sammi," I hear Jodie and turn to see her. She moves closer so she can whisper in my ear, "Are you two dating?" Which two is she on about? "Who?" I laugh slightly."You and Jake," she laughs as if it should have been common sense for me to know who she was talking about. "No...Why would you think that?" I don't understand. "Because he never comes during the day, but he did today. Then, he's watched you all night. He never does."I hadn't noticed. "I...No, we're not." What else can I say?She laughs slightly. "Maybe right now you're not. But something tells me he is going to make a move on you. He watched you more than he served tonight, and you would be cute together," she pulls back and winks. "Ready to leave, Doll?" I turn to see Jake waiting by the door and nod. "By the way, we all chose our names. Dol
Sammi POVI don't sleep well; I keep replaying the kiss over, not in a way to enjoy it, but because something feels missing. My mind keeps going to Grayson, of all people, the one person I hate. It makes absolutely no sense at all. After showing up and getting dressed, I cleaned around my room a bit. It’s already clean, but I want to ensure it's extra clean. Walking down, I grab breakfast. The guys are sitting and talking at the table. It’s only eight, but I’m eager for them to leave before Jake arrives, although he's not coming for over an hour. “What are your plans for today, kiddo?” Joel looks at me. “Playing grownup rather than being it,” Grayson laughs, and I launch the toast at his head.“Fuck you,” asshole. He sits laughing like it's amusing, but it's not. At all. “Stop picking on her guys.” Zade nudges Grayson. “I'm going to meet the women from work again,” I shrug slightly. “Again? You've basically made work your life.” Jax sits confused. “They are good friends,” I mut
Sammi POVIt's been far too long, and I am constantly anxious that one of my brothers will come home. So when the guys step back, saying it’s done, I have a virtual party in my mind to celebrate not getting caught. "We need you to try it out so we know it's stable," one of the guys looks at me. I go to walk forward, but Jake stops me. "No, she doesn’t. You can literally pull and swing it on to check," he argues with them, narrowing his eyes in suspicion. "It's fine. It needs testing," I whisper to Jake. "No, they tested the ones in the club. They are trying to get a free show. She’s not getting on it; test it yourself," Jake snaps, and I watch as they pull it again and turn it. I thought it would have been normal protocol to have someone try to use it. Then again, if it stays up with two big guys dangling from it, it's secure. I watch as Jake thanks them and we guide them back out of the house. He turns and smiles at me. "Get ready. I'm driving you in today." He stands waiting f
Grayson POVMy eyes are fixed on the phone. I’ve tried calling Sammi a few times to apologise for my actions. She never answers, though. I’ve become obsessed. Before, it was easy to go all week and not think of Sammi, but since watching that film with her and then the whole shower thing...It's impossible."Gray!" Zade punches my shoulder to get my attention. "What is going on with you this week?" He sits amused, and I shrug."Not feeling it, that's all." I have to lie. I can’t say I’m jealous as hell that some guy had their tongue in his sister’s mouth, and how I wished it was me. That day, it was the last thing I expected to see. I had decided to go back and speak to her, admit that I fucking do like her, but her brothers complicate things. So, seeing her sitting in a car with a guy older than me and her brothers felt like a punch in the gut. After the initial shock, I walked towards the car, but they left. I should give up on her and stop thinking about her, but I can't. Each night
Sammi POVI spent today training again. Jake stayed with me, and it’s clear the women have questions. Yes, he’s my boss, and ideally, this wouldn’t be happening, but he’s nice. He’s kind and is helping me. After practising for hours, I went to the toilets and got changed, ready for the date.Tonight, I will tell him everything, well, about me being a virgin, anyway. The plan is that we go out for a meal and a few drinks, come back to the club, ensure things are okay, and then close up. As neither Jake nor I were working, he told them he would lock up. We could work; I doubt we will take that long on the date; the club doesn't shut until two. Walking out, he smiles and wraps his arm around my waist. "Come on, Doll, let’s go." Kissing my cheek, he leads me out, and we end up in a fancy restaurant. I don’t care about things like this; money isn’t important to me. We order, and he looks at me, waiting. "So, you mentioned wanting your own business and said you would consider what sort of
Grayson POVI rush through the streets, and no matter how fast this fucking car goes, it feels too damn slow. Luxe Nights...That was not what I expected to hear. I remember that bar briefly from a few stag nights. Each time I went, there were women dancing at the bar half-naked, drinks thrown over them. More dancing on poles and such. It's an amazing club, but I didn't miss the bruises on the women. Which is why I never returned. It's what Zade is missing and what I was talking about. He has his strip clubs, but nothing that stands out. I stay focused on the road, listening to her. I can hear him shouting, but I can't make out his words.Her breathing quickens with each thud. "Talk to me, Angel. You still haven't." She needs to talk to me and stay grounded, as it’s not a five-minute fucking drive. "I'm sorry, Gray,” she whispers as she cries. I swear I'll kill him. "Don't fucking apologise for this, don't ever apologise for a guy trying to take advantage." She isn't to blame. I don