His Sweet Red

chapter 12

He now hated these places but one of his clients had insisted on meeting there. Ok, hate was a too strong word, he just did not enjoy coming here. This used to be one of his most favorite places but lately, he only went if it was business. How they were going to conduct a productive business meeting in a strip club, Jake had no idea. He was not given a choice.

He was led through the classy bar where the waitresses were hot women in sexy lingerie. If this was still his type of scene he would have been in heaven. He could remember the days he, Zach, and Dean would come here. They would be swarmed by hot girls and drink like fish till the early hours of the morning. But he had been there and done all that so to speak. Funny enough he did not even miss it.

"Jake my man, glad you could make it."

Jake smiled as he reached for the held-out hand and shook it.

"Would not miss it for the world, Stan."

Jake's client, Stanley Colton, owned the strip club and several other bars and clubs. He had hired Jake for the security system of all his businesses and also bodyguards from Stones Security. He was a bit crazy and did things his way hence the meeting in a strip club. At least it was in one of the private rooms.

"Sit, sit, please. Would you like something to drink?" Stan asked when a serving girl came with a tray with two glasses with some amber liquid.

"No thank you, I'm still on the job" Jake answered with a shake of his head. He sat down on one of the burgundy velvet couches that were in the lounge. They were in one of the most private rooms the club could offer. The walls were soundproof and the lighting low to give a warm ambiance. Although most of the furniture in this room was expensive, Stan had gone for the less is more look. There was only the couch area, a minibar, and the stage with the pole where the entertainment would be. He had made sure nothing crowded the room.

"More for me eh," Stan said with a grin. He took both glasses, downed one then started to slowly sip the other. "This is some good whisky Jake my boy. You are missing out. It's one of my expensive bottles, I brought it out especially for you."

Jake knew that was probably true. Stan had a taste for the finer things and only shared with his favorite people.

"Stan not wanting to rush you but what did you call for?" Jake asked wanting to get down to business before his client got too drunk.

"I need four more boys."

"Why? Is the security detail you have not enough?"

"Apparently two of my boys fell in love with two of my girls. You know I'm a helpless romantic, I have to let them go. It is getting tricky with the drama that is starting. One client requested a private dance from one of the girls and the beau was not very happy about it. Almost started a fight. So now I need two guys to replace those two and two more in case it happens again." Stan explained, probably exaggerating a few things.

"You could have gotten all that arranged over the phone Stan."

"I know, I know but I wanted you here. You haven't visited any of my clubs in years. Zachary got married, Dean just came because you dragged him and you just stopped."

"I have been busy and also with the boys both married it is not as fun anymore. I will send you four guys as you requested and will transfer the other two somewhere else."

"Excellent. I hope you won't charge me an arm and a leg for the extra two."

"You are my favorite client Stan, you always get a discount."

"So tell me, now that your friends are hitched are you thinking of settling down also? I heard something about a red bombshell you were caught with. I don't listen much to gossip but since it was you, I had to."

"That was just the paps making stories as always. She is an acquaintance."

"You need to get yourself a nice girl before you get too old to work it."

"You seem to be enjoying being single."

"It's because there are too many gorgeous women out there and only one of me. it would be selfish to stick to one and deprive the rest of my greatness."

"Always cocky."

"You were just like me. Zach wAs worse, that hot wife of his must-have magic in her veins to tame him."

"Ava is special Stan. She has a steel backbone that woman." Jake told him with a grin.

The lights dimmed around them as a show light focused on the small stage in the room. A song starts playing and a woman walks slowly up the stage to the stripper pole in front. She is wearing a dark green high-waisted lingerie costume that had sparkled as she moved. She had a black lace mask that covered most of her face, only her red lips, part of her nose, and a pointy chin were visible.

But what drew him in was the curly hair, it looked like fire with the lighting focused on her. It was a mix of reds and gold. He had only seen hair like that on one woman.

Jake knew she could not see her audience, so she would never know he was there. And he was torn between watching her dance and dragging her from the stage so that no one else could see her like that.

"She is new. I have never seen her before." Stan spoke quietly beside him. He was entranced also.

She walked around the pole slowly with her right hand holding it. Placing both hands on the pole she hoisted herself up and hooked one leg on the pole. From then she started doing different moves on the pole. She moved to the beat of the song playing, it looked both sexy and dangerous.

Jake leaned forward as he watched her. Once or twice he had to tilt his head to the side watching and wonder just how flexible she was. He had to grip the sides of the couch to keep himself from stomping to the stage and dragging her from there. His saving grace was that she did not take anything off. If she had started stripping he would have lost all the control he had.

"Wow," Stan said. " Whoever she is has me all bothered now. She must come for a private show if you know what I mean."

"Sorry to disappoint you Stan but that woman won't be doing a private show for you or any other man," Jake said to his companion, his eyes trained of his red minx as she sashayed off the stage.

Stan turned to look at him. He studied his face for a few seconds before his eyes lit up.

"Is that redhead your girl?" he asked Jake.

"Yes," Jake answered with no hesitation.

"Does she know?" Stan asked with a chuckle. He really was a romantic at heart and he could not wait for this love story to unfold.

"Not yet but she will soon enough, "Jake replied as he got up. " It was good to see you, Stan. I will send those guys first thing tomorrow. Now I really need to go, I have a sexy red bombshell to catch."

Stan just gave him a silent salute raising his glass of whisky. He had forgotten to drink because of the show they had been watching. He smiled at Jake's retreating back thinking him a lucky man. He had caught one hell of a beauty.