Faith (Hades Angels #1) Read Free Page B

shoulder. I took my breasts one in each hand and pressed them together. Leaning forward I pressed my ass into his chest as I sat up. I then turned around, pushing my breasts into his face and slowly rubbing them down his face before straddling him, my knees to the outside of his thighs. I held his arms to his sides to make sure they stayed put so that his hands didn’t roam. When the song ended, I sat back, feeling a bit relieved. I had no problem with private dances. It mostly depended on the guy. Some men made me feel cheap and others could make me feel like I was on top of the world. This guy made me feel cheap. His stench alone would give a homeless man a run for his money.
    “That will be fifty dollars, hon,” I whispered into the guy’s ear, trying to make it sound as sexy as I could. He wasn’t bad on the eyes, but he smelled like he hadn’t taken a shower in over a week, like sweat and cigars. I stood up and let him pull his wallet out of his pants so that he could pay me. He handed me the money and I walked him out to the main room before making my way to the dressing room.
    I dropped my clothes and money on the dressing room table and plopped down on the chair. My feet were aching and my body was completely drained. I couldn’t wait to get back to my apartment and crawl into my bed after a long hot shower.
    “Finally,” Melody exclaimed a little too excitedly. “I’m pretty sure I just made my rent plus the rest of my bills, and I still have money left over.” She smiled as she sat down next to me and started counting her money. “Want to go grab some food before you head home?” she asked me.
    “Yeah, sure,” I said, uncertain why I didn’t say no. I guess part of it was because she was one of my only friends. I finished changing my clothes and pulled my wig off. Everyone knew I wore a wig, they just didn’t know the real reason behind it. Melody asked when I first met her. I told her it was anonymity reasons. No one knew I had lost my hair, they just thought I liked keeping it short.
    “Tommy’s?” I asked her as I finished getting dressed. I pulled out a slouchy beanie from my bag and pulled it over my head.
    “Yes. I so want some donuts!” she said, giggling.
    “Want me to drive or just want me to meet you there?” I asked, stuffing my clothes and shoes into my bag before zipping it up.
    “Meet you there in ten.” She pulled on a pair of jeans.
    “Sounds good.” I stood up and pulled three tens from my stack before putting the rest of it in my purse. “I’m going to go tip the DJ. I will see you in a few.” I walked out of the dressing room to go find the DJ. He was still at the booth as I walked up to him and handed him a ten, and then picked up my CD.
    “Thanks, Johnny, see you later.” I smiled at him.
    He was hot but I wasn’t going there. I’m pretty sure he had made his way through most of the girls who worked here, and that was the last thing I was looking for. I was far from a prude but when you are hiding so much from the people around you it’s hard to even think about going there. Being intimate with anyone was the last thing on my mind, especially anyone I worked with. They are the only people who look at me like I am normal. Like I was just like any other girl who worked here. Whole . I wasn’t treated as if I was fragile like I would shatter if someone coughed or sneezed in my direction. It was a nice break from my everyday life. They didn’t see the scars I wore underneath the illusion I cloaked myself with.
    I finally made my way to the back door and waited for the bouncer, Teddy. He was a huge man, intimidating when I first met him. He towered over me at least six-foot-four and was solid muscle. His real name was Mike but everyone here called him Teddy because they said he was just a big ol’ teddy bear. After getting to know him as much as one could while working with someone, I found that out for myself. He was the sweetest guy, and it was a plus that he