Slade (The Protectors #6)(47)



“What are you doing?” Lana also looked up and down the pole, confused.

“Seeing how this thing is set up because one is going in our room.” Sid gave it one more shake, nodded as if it was a done deal and walked back to his seat with the other Warriors, but not before giving Lana a wink.

On and on it went. Pam danced only for Duncan, and well, her of course, but during Pam’s dance, Jill felt uncomfortable watching when Pam got off the stage and pretty much gave Duncan a standing lap dance. The more everyone danced, the more Jill realized she was royally f*cked. Angelina was the last one and once her song was completed, everyone looked at Jill.

“There is no way in hell I can do that.” Jill held up her hands giving a nervous ‘no f*cking way’ laugh. “You guys are amazing, sexy and, well, I’m not any of that, so maybe Steve would have been a better choice for this job. Don’t they have gay night or something?” Jill knew she was rambling, but the more she rambled, the longer it would take for them to get her near that pole.

Tessa finally came out of the back room with Jared looking flushed and satisfied, walked over and pulled her toward the pole. “You can and will do this.” Tessa smiled, putting one of Jill’s hands on the pole, which Jill pulled away as if it bit her. Tessa ignored her and repositioned Jill’s hand. “Start the music.”

Nickelback’s “Something In Your Mouth” played, a song Jill loved and knew, but her body was frozen. She couldn’t move, not one single muscle. Tessa waved toward Angelina, who turned the music off.

“I got this.” Caroline walked up to Jill. “You need to think of this as a job, Jill, because it is. Close your eyes and listen to the music. You said you knew how to dance, so dance. No one will laugh. The Warriors are counting on you, Jill.”

Jill’s eyes searched the Warriors who were watching her closely with expectations she didn’t think she could live up to. “It’s just…”

“Listen to me,” Caroline whispered. “I know you have something for Slade, so use it. Show that Warrior what he’s missing out on. Close those pretty eyes of yours and let loose. If Sloan and the guys didn’t think you could do this, you wouldn’t be doing it. The only one in this room who doesn’t believe in you, is you.”

Jill looked at her and knew she was right. She was being asked to do a job, and by damn, she needed to do it. She drove without killing herself, or Jax, and parallel parked. And how many times had she danced to this song? Hundreds at least. She just had to make it…sexy. “Okay,” Jill nodded.

Caroline smiled. “You got this.” Caroline turned, walked away and nodded to Angelina to start the music.

The last person Jill saw as the music started and she closed her eyes, was Slade. Maybe, just maybe she could use this to torture Slade in some small damn way for payback, the ass. Yeah, this was a new torture technique she could use against the sexy Warrior who was driving her insane. Her body moved with the beat. She tried to use the pole, but banged her head. Fuck that hurt, but she didn’t stop, didn’t see the grimaces on the faces of everyone. Soon, her body took over. She didn’t think, just let go, not caring who was watching because honestly, she didn’t know, didn’t want to know. Finally, the music stopped, her eyes opened slowly. It was eerily silent as everyone stared at her; the women with shocked looks and the men with angry glares. Slade’s eyes were narrowed and she could actually see the tick in his jaw from where she was standing.

Jill found Tessa whose shocked face was turning into a huge grin. “What?” Jill whispered, not sure what the hell was going on. Did she suck that bad?

“You slut!” Nicole laughed, clapping her hand. “That was awesome! Where in the hell did you learn to dance like that?”

“Really?” Jill gave them a nervous disbelieving smile.

“Honey, I was about ready to go slap Jared, you were so good,” Tessa laughed, hugging her. “You are going to rock this.”

“But I didn’t use the pole that much.” Jill frowned and rolled her eyes. “And I banged my head on it. I don’t think that’s too sexy.”

“Hell, that’s something we can work on,” Tessa grinned excitedly.

Jill smiled, looking back toward Slade, but her eyes caught Caroline who was standing by Jax. Caroline gave her a wink and a thumbs up. Before she knew what was happening, she was surrounded by women giving her instructions for the pole and finally felt like she could accomplish a job that could help the Council.

Taking one more peek, she watched as Slade stood, shoving Dillon halfway across the room before slamming out of the bar. Her eyes met Jax’s who gave her a smug look. Jill quickly turned her attention to what was important, and that was being a VC Warrior. Nothing else mattered; at least that’s what her head said. Her heart had other plans.

Chapter 14

Alice sat in the limo, staring at her ring. Soon she would be the Mayor’s wife, Mrs. Alice Ferguson, the First Lady of the city of Cincinnati. Now, that had a nice ring to it. Alice laughed, her mind already decorating the office she would soon be getting. She was tired of having to use Tom’s office. He was an idiot. She should be the one sitting behind the Mayor’s desk, but she was fine running things from the back of her limo. For now.

Her plans were already taking shape in a way even she never dreamed, and all she had to do was suck the Mayor’s small, limp cock and she was given anything her heart desired. In order to get the building to house half-breeds, all she had to do was let the pervert Mayor do nasty things to her and every wish she had was given to her. Nothing had been easier; hell, some of it she enjoyed. Her main plan was in motion: get rid of half-breeds. It was time to put her next plan in motion and that was to take out the Warriors and their small band of breeds who were protected by law. That one was going to be a little harder. As much as her fiancé hated the VC Council, he was still a * when it came to decisions about them, but she had plans. She actually had an epic plan to replace him with someone who had a set of balls. The door to the limo opened, bringing Alice out of her thoughts.

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