Calling for a Miracle [The Order of Vampyres 2] (Siren Publishing Classic) Read Free

towel, righted her cat ears, and then shut her locker. Some of the girls had warned her about not locking up her belongings, but Larissa just figured old habits die hard. Amish rarely used locks. If someone wanted to take her money, they obviously needed it more than her.
    She passed Vito on her way out to the main floor and he told her she did a nice job dancing. For the next few hours, she would spend her time earning tips by serving beverages to the customers. Her boss had told her that, as long as she smiled and treated the customers kindly, she would do just fine. Larissa was always polite. It was against her nature not to be. The only time she had difficulty smiling was when one of the gentlemen asked her for a favor. Some of the girls danced privately for certain customers. There were different types of dancing the men could pay for. Larissa had yet to do any of those close dances, but that was going to change tonight.
    Steve, her boss, had said she needed to start offering at least a “Level One” lap dance. That was where the dancer remained clothed and provided a patron with a few minutes of dance, but the patron could not touch the dancer. There were ten levels. Some involved touching, some the men were lying down or tied up, which Larissa did not understand. Some were done in the privacy of the back rooms and for most, the girls displayed their breasts. There was nothing wrong with Larissa’s breasts, but she never displayed them. She was the only girl who still remained covered from the waist up the entire time she worked inside the club. It just felt wrong to share that part of her with strangers. She hated even sharing it with her husband.
    Tonight she was expected to do her first lap dance. Vito had promised her he would be close to make sure the customer did not touch her in any way. The touch of a man was something Larissa simply could not abide. She loved her job. She loved being able to dance to her heart’s content. If she never had to do a lap dance she never would, but according to her boss it was a requirement for all employees. She just hoped she could handle the close proximity.
    The closer the evening drew to her break, the more nervous she became. By the end of the night, she had to perform a lap dance. When her break came she found Vito also taking his.
    “You making good tips, Larissa?” he asked as she sat beside him on a worn, black leather couch in the employee lounge.
    “Yes.”
    “Good.” He smiled and tossed a chip into his mouth. His brows drew together as he chewed the chip. “Hey, you okay? Someone bother you out there?”
    “Yes, I mean no, no one bothered me. I’m okay. Just nervous.”
    “’Bout what?”
    “I have to do a lap dance after my break.”
    He smiled and shut his eyes, nodding knowingly. “You’ll be fine. I told you, I won’t let anyone touch you.”
    “I know, it’s just, I don’t do well with…with being close to others. I’m afraid I will freeze up.”
    “Why don’t you practice on a chair?”
    “Because I don’t have an issue being close to wooden objects. I have an issue with getting too close to males.”
    He seemed to think on this for a moment as he tossed the last chip into his mouth and crumpled the foil bag in his large, meaty fingers. “You could…you could practice on me.”
    Larissa frowned. She sensed a wave of guilt coming off of Vito and she did not understand why.
    “Never mind. That was stupid.”
    “No,” she quickly interrupted his apology. “Not stupid. That may actually help. I trust you, Vito. If you wouldn’t mind me practicing with you, I would really appreciate the help.”
    His cheeks flushed and his Adam’s apple bobbed. In a raspy voice he said, “Okay, Larissa. Shut the door.”
    Oddly giddy for the help, Larissa quickly shut the door. It wasn’t like anyone would walk in on them anyway. Breaks were scheduled far apart for the girls and there were rules about leaving the floor during a shift. Only she and