The Stripper’s Prince

The day after

Crystal’s POV:

Last night was crazy. I can’t believe Tara’s ex nearly broke down the door, although I’m not surprised. The guy’s a damn nutcase! Imagine if the boys weren’t with us that night...the two of us are not enough to stop a crazy person like that. I shrug and stop thinking about it since I have more important things at hand to deal with. These bills. I was going to nursing school a few nights a week and it’s always a struggle to pay for that and my apartment at the same time. I know stripping makes me a lot of money but it seems like I need more and more these days. Ugh sometimes I’m just so stressed out, it’s ridiculous.

“Hey are you alright?”

“Yeah I’m fine, want some breakfast?”

“Sure, I’ll have whatever you make me sunshine.”

“Pancakes and bacon okay?”

“Of Course beautiful” Adrian smiles at me and sits down at the counter to patiently wait for his breakfast. I get going and start cooking, my mind wandering aimlessly when suddenly a thought crosses my mind.

“Hey is your cousin single?” I ask and he looks at me bewildered.

“I thought white boys weren’t your type”

“They are if their handsome and from the country”

He rolls his eyes and laughs.

“Yeah he’s single”

I smirk knowing that I’m going to get with him. Just like I told Tara last night while the boys were distracted, I had a little crush and honestly wanted to get to know him better. And thinking about her, I remember I left them alone last night in the midst of the all the drama. Without thinking, I pick up the phone, dial her number and put it on speaker while I turn back to cook. Adrian’s not paying attention, playing candy crush on his phone when she picks up. “Hey g-“ I start but don’t get to finish because my sentence is interrupted by the sounds of moaning and heavy breathing. Adrian immediately looks up and we both look at the phone bewildered. As we listen, the moaning gets louder and you can hear the sound of slapping and something wet.

Adrian starts laughing but I don’t. In fact I get highly annoyed. She always does that, ends up sleeping with whoever I thought was cute. It’s like she does it on purpose and I’m not sure if my stress is making me irrational or not but I fly completely off the handle.

“b***h what the f**k!” I say out loud.

“Don’t get mad sweetness, I’m sure they didn’t mean to pick up. Now is breakfast ready yet?”

I fix him a plate and hand it to him before I go get some orange juice from the fridge. I’m annoyed but try to shrug it off, knowing I can’t. After breakfast, Adrian thanks me and leaves before I start to get ready for work. I tie up my hair, feeling annoyed before hearing a knock at my door. I walk and open it.

“We have to talk.”

Anthony’s POV:

I lost track of how many times me and my his girl has s*x already but I know one thing: I’ll never get tired of it. We didn’t just sleep together though, we also talked all night getting to know each other. She even agreed to let me take her out on a date tonight. I kiss her goodbye as I walk to my apartment and run into Crystal on the way.

“Hey what’s up”

“Hi cutie” she beams at me, showing me her pearlie whites. I swear if I didn’t know Tara, she’d be the prettiest girl I’d ever seen.

“Where you heading to?”

“Work unfortunately, and you’re cousin is home. He left my place about an hour ago after breakfast….umm random question but are you free later?”

“No sorry, I’m supposed to take Tara out later”

She doesn’t hide her annoyance and quickly says goodbye before rushing off. I’ve never seen a smile disappear so quickly. I hope I didn’t upset her in any way. I walk into my apartment and my cousin is there putting his shoes on getting ready for work. I follow suit and go change getting ready myself. When I’m finished, a grab a muffin and a power shake from the fridge before I head out.

I’m greeted by a warm, shining sun when a step out the building. Pulling my jacket on, I unlock the car door and take off towards my job. Definitely not trying to be late the first day. It took me so long to transfer from the company in Texas to the one here and I wasn’t about to mess it up for anything.

Tara’s POV:

I can’t feel my legs as I walk into work. I can feel them but it’s like their really weak. After getting my back blown out last night and this morning, I’m not really surprised. That Anthony is amazing. As I head to the back I look for Crystal and finally find her.

“Hey sis, you won’t believe what happened last night”

“What? You had s*x with yet another guy you knew I was interested in? Please, tell me something new for a change.”

“Excuse me?” I back up in embarrassment and disbelief at the statement. I’m sorry you were feeling him but that was the guy who saved me last night. I told you I wished I could find him and he just so happened to be Adrian’s cousin. Cut me a break, you know I barely talk to anyone.”

“That doesn’t excuse the fact that you always do me dirty!” she exclaims, standing up and getting in my face. “You always do this s**t! Why can’t you f**k someone that YOU think is cute instead of who I think is cute?!”

Suddenly I look around and see a group of girls has formed around us. All of them whispering and waiting for something to happen. I roll my eyes and try to push Crystal into my dressing room to talk but she slaps my hand away and pushes me hard.

“b***h don’t touch me! Do it again and watch what happens”

“LADIES!!!!! Back to work NOW! And Crystal, you’re about to be up on stage so get moving!” Sammy yells and everyone scrambles to get back to work. He walks up to me and warns me not to bring outside drama into the workplace or he’ll fire me.

“Great” I mumble as I get changed into tonight’s lingerie set.

I walk out the back and mingle with the men on the open floor. I serve them drinks from the bar, I give requested lap dances and I occasionally stop to chat with some of the regulars. As I make my way around the floor, I hear someone call out to me.

“Hey sexy in the leopard print, I got 100$ for a lap dance right now”

I turn around smiling, knowing I was the only girl with animal print on and stop cold in my tracks. As if my ex wasn’t enough last night, now HE needed to show up and try to harass me. How did he find me? Who told him where I worked? Why was he here, hasn’t he done enough??! I feel my chest tightening up, knowing I’m about to have a panic attack and scream to the top of my lungs.