Hidden Secrets (Satan's Prophets MC) (10 page)

It was late evening when Jaz, Lori and Renee walked into The Den. It was pretty crowded so they sat in a far corner of the bar. They wanted to enjoy some alone time, drinking and talking.

“So what’s the story with Susanna?” Renee asked.

“I don’t really know it all—just that she’s hiding out from an abusive ex. I guess she and Roach go way back,” Jaz explained.

“Man, that’s a tough one. And what’s up with you?” Renee said, looking pointedly at Lori. “You seem really down lately.”

Just then Danny came over to take their orders. He smiled at them, but paid no special attention to Lori. When he walked away, Lori nodded to his back. “That’s my problem. I thought we had something special going on, but seems it was one sided. All on my side.”

“Well, it’s his loss, Lori. You can do much better,” Renee responded in a stern voice.

“I doubt it,” Lori replied grimly.

“That’s why I don’t bother with men, not worth the hassle. Let’s just let loose tonight—no men, just us girls. We won’t even think about the male species.” The girls all agreed it was a good plan, but Jaz couldn’t help thinking about JD. She wondered where he was tonight and what he was doing.

When the house lights dimmed, the girls decided to stay for the show.

“Are you sure?” Lori asked, feeling somewhat embarrassed to be looking at half-naked girls.

“Hell yeah. I’ve never seen anything like this. Don’t spoil the fun now,” Renee pouted.

“All right then,” Jaz agreed cheerfully. ”I’ll order us another round of drinks and let the fun begin!”

All eyes were on the sensuous dancer on the stage. Lila knew she had a killer body and she really knew how to work the crowd. Wearing only pasties to cover her nipples and a little panty thong, the men were entranced as Lila did her dance routine. Her sleek, curvy body moved sensuously around the stage, dancing for the men’s pleasure as well as her own.

The dollar bills were filling up the stage floor. When she started doing her splits, Lila noticed some ten dollar bills mixed in. She tried to notice who was throwing them—thinking maybe a rich, sugar daddy would be just the thing for her. And if he was young and good looking, better yet. Screw those damn bikers, she thought. All they do is use me and treat me like a slut. Hell with JD, too. That mean, cold- hearted, son of a bitch.

When her routine ended—disappointed she didn’t see him—Lila went back stage to change. Coming out of the dressing room, she noticed a few of the club members at the bar. She walked on over thinking, what the hell, might as well get some free drinks. 

“Wow. That was something.” Renee was totally in awe as they watched Lila leave the stage.

Jaz had no comment. She had just noticed JD, Roach and Drifter standing on the other side of the bar. She couldn’t take her eyes off of JD. He looked so hot and sexy with a bandana over his head and his partially braided beard, making him look like the devil. He wore a black, t-shirt under his colors that hugged his muscled upper arms. His jeans hung low on his hips with a silver chain hanging down on one side. Jasmine had to squeeze her legs together tightly, trying to calm down her twitching little nub.

When she noticed that same dancer walking over to JD and his friends, she wondered what the hell?

“Hey, thanks for suggesting I dance here. I love it and the money is great.”

“Knew you’d love it, Lila—and you were great. Got me a big boner on, girl. Wanna help me out with it?” Roach coaxed.

“Sorry, Roach. We’re not at the club now,” she answered with a half-smile, half-smirk on her lips.

What the heck? Did JD come here at night to get laid? Jaz kept watching as the dancer snuggled in closer. She seemed to know them all very well. Deciding she needed to get closer to watch, Jaz stood up.

“Where you going, Jaz? Renee and I aren’t ready to go home yet.”

“I see JD over there with that dancer, I have to see what’s going on.” Moving in closer, she stood off to one side and waited.
If JD left with her it was so over
, she thought. Just then the dancer left and Jaz felt more relieved than she cared to admit. She quickly went back over to her friends and hoped no one noticed her.

Lila moved further down the bar, thinking no one would approach her with those damn bikers nearby. When she felt something rough rub her ear, she looked over her shoulder and saw it was a ten dollar bill.

A low, sexy voice spoke near her ear. “Hi, Sugar. How about having a drink with me?”

Lila ran her eyes quickly up and down his body. Handsome with a slim build, she liked what she saw. Smiling, she said, “Sure.”

When he pulled out a chair for her to sit, she was amazed. No one had ever done that for her before. Lila was so caught up in excitement, thinking she might have found her sugar daddy that she didn’t notice some of the other dancers snickering. After enjoying a drink, she found out his name was Thomas. His hints to have sex became more insistent, but Lila didn’t want to make it too easy for him. Finally giving up, he asked when she was dancing again and said he would be back.

Annoyed, JD slammed down another shot and lit up a smoke. What the fuck did Jasmine think she was doing? He was keeping an eye out for what was going on in the bar and had one eye on Jasmine. When he saw her move in closer to spy on him, he wasn’t amused. Cursing again, he took another drag on his cigarette before he crushed it out with his boot and walked over to her.

Jasmine saw JD heading her way. Pasting a smile on her face, she was going to pretend she didn’t know he was there.

“Not liking you coming here without me, Jasmine.”

Her smile slowly faded.
Oh, he did not just say that. What the hell?
“JD, I’m surprised to see you here—without me,” Jaz said smiling sweetly at him.

“Don’t work that way, babe. You’re not working, you want to come here—it’s with me.”

Jaz glanced over at Lori and Renee who were sitting there with their mouths hanging open. Totally embarrassed now, Jaz forced herself to smile while inwardly seething.

“Come on, time for you to leave,” JD commanded.

Oh no, no way.
“I didn’t finish my drink and I’m not leaving. Why don’t you go back over to your friends and maybe if you’re lucky that skanky dancer will come back and talk to you again.”
Oh shit, she didn’t just say that.

“Jealous, darlin?” He smiled back at her.

Stupid, stupid me.
Staring at him with this determined look on her face, she snarled back, “I’m a big girl and when I’m ready to leave, I’ll leave.”

JD didn’t appreciate the back talk. “Looks to me like you’re ready now. You can either walk out with me or I carry you out again. Either way, you’re leaving.”

Jaz looked at JD knowing he was dead serious. Not wanting the embarrassment of being carried out again, Jaz bristled out her good-byes and walked out with JD.