Stripping Callum (Last Hangman MC Book 6)(63)

Drinks are flowing, and the girls seem to be having a great time. They are sitting at the edge of the stage and have their bills ready. I’ve never stripped in front of women. I know some of the strippers do, but to have five of my friends watch me strip and dance on stage is a bit weird, and I don’t have my Callum security blanket around. I’m so used to having him there, that when he’s not I don’t feel myself nor do I want to put as much effort into it.

Getting ready in our little backstage area, I can hear the girls shout over the music and laughter coming from the main part of the strip club.

“You should bring your friends in more often,” Lawrence says, walking into the room covering his eyes.

“I’m all dressed, you can uncover your eyes.” I giggle. He’s always doing this. Not that he can’t appreciate a female body, but it’s more for us so we don’t think he’s just oogling us out.

“Good, and I’m serious. They are loving it out there. It’s so refreshing. I’m thinking of having a ladies’ night. Maybe get male strippers, too. What do you think?” he asks, sitting next to me.

“I think it’s a good idea. More business and women need some fun and distraction, too. I don’t think there are any other strip clubs around with male strippers so you could start something.”

“Awesome! I’ve never seen people throw that many bills at you girls. It’s crazy.”

“And the wad of cash Gabe gave you helps, too.” I raise my eyebrow at him.

“He paid for the drinks so that they don’t have to pay for every single one of them. We provide snacks and drinks, and they watch the outside and get drinks too. That was the deal.” He shrugs.

“Oh, I thought it was just to sweeten the fact that you won’t get male clients tonight.”

“That too, but it’s mainly so you girls are attended to. Pizzas will be delivered soon for them and all you girls.” He grins at me.

“We totally have to do that more often.” I grin wide at the prospect of pizza.

“I know! You’re gonna be up in five.” He kisses my head and gets up.

“Thanks, boss.” I laugh seeing him cringe.

“Don’t call me that. I feel like a f*cking pimp, and I’m not. Am I?” He looks at me in horror.

“No, don’t worry. You’re not forcing us to do anything, and if we want to leave early we can. You’re probably the best strip club owner ever.”

“Thanks, darling. Now, I can’t wait to audition for male strippers.” He smirks.

“Oh f*ck.” I burst out with laughter.

“Oh yeah, loads of f*cking.” He waggles his eyebrows at me and leaves the room. I love Lawrence. He’s awesome and such a sweetheart. He’ll never force a girl to strip when she doesn’t feel like it if he can find a replacement for that night. I’m glad he’s going to be able to extend his business and that Callum’s crazy idea of having all the girls here has sparked that idea.

Getting mentally ready to go on stage, I forgo the stripper heels. I’ll just do it barefoot. Men seem to enjoy watching us with sky-high heels despite the pain we feel in them. Women will understand our pain and hopefully won’t mind.

As soon as I get on the stage, Ayden, Charline, Viv, Nancy and Nicole scream and wave their hands in the air as the first notes of Seether’s cover of ‘Careless Whisper’ resonates. I’m wearing simple booty shorts and white shirt. Not that I’m slacking, but there’s something about such a casual outfit that I really enjoy, and it’s always Callum’s favorite.

Following the beat of the music, I move around the pole. I’ve gotten better with it. It’s still a struggle to get much higher than where I can reach with my arms stretched above my head, but I’m getting there.

I really thought it would be awkward to strip in front of them, but the energy emanating from them has erased all my worries in no time, and it’s actually a lot of fun. I’m sure if they could they would get on stage with us and dance around.

Nancy keeps snapping pictures, and I suspect that she’s sending them to Callum. I decide to play along and crawl toward her, ripping my shirt open as I undulate my hips and trail my fingers from my neck down to my crotch. The girls love it, and Nancy gives me a thumbs up. She turns the phone toward me, and I can see she’s on video chat with Callum who is glaring at me because of all the teasing. I blow him a kiss and get back to my dancing, slowly getting out of my shorts. While my boobs are bare, I still have a G-string on and I’ll keep it that way.

Shaking my ass a few times at the end of the song for Callum, I collect the money they threw at me and laugh at Ayden wanting to get a picture of herself slipping money in my thong. I let her do, it’s innocent fun.

The bouncers are loving it. Some of them are inside getting the pizza onto tables, and some are outside with the guys. Probably shooting the shit and having a beer and pizza, too.

It’s such a relaxed night compared to any other. I absolutely love it and so are the other girls.

After quickly getting changed, I come back and Nicole pounces on me.

“Can I give it a try after?” She grins at me drunkenly. I don’t know what they all got to drink, but she’s loving life. Maybe not so much tomorrow morning, though.

“Of course.” I chuckle. “Don’t go and tell Jase you want to be a stripper if you like it. I doubt it’ll go down well.”