<pre>I looked over myself in the mirror, checking my outfit one last time. Low rise, skinny jeans with black leather calf-high boots, and a black corset. I left my dark hair down and made my eyes smokey. I looked good if I did say so myself. Time to kick some dirtbag ass. I grabbed my keys and went down to the parking garage. Instead of taking my regular, little VW bug, I walked over to my Nissan Skyline. It was the last car Eli and I built together. It was beautiful. I climbed in, and as I was about to start her up, my phone dinged. The address to meet Stone at after the club.
I took the long way to the club, enjoying the feel of my car.
Pulling up to the club, I scoped out the situation, there was no way I was getting any weapons past the security so I left it all in the car. I skipped the line completely, walking straight up to the bouncers.
"Looking for a good time?" One of them grinned at me crookedly.
"Always." I smirked. "I'm here to see Jack."
"The pretty ones always are. Go ahead, you'll find him in the corner on the right side of the dj booth."
"Thanks." I smiled and didn't even flinch when he smacked my ass as I walked by. I wove my way through the crowd of sweating people to the corner table exactly where Mr. All Brawn No Brains told me it would be. There was a group of men around the table, laughing and carrying on. I stepped up to the table, resting a hand on my hip.
"Hello boys, which one of you is Jack?"
"I'll be Jack for you Sweetcheeks." He reached to pinch my ass.
"I will break every part of you that touches me." I smiled sweetly. The table burst out in laughter, and a man two seats in stood.
"I'm Jack, what can I do for you pretty thing?"
"We have business to discuss."
"Do we now?"
"Oh, we do."
"Well then, men, let me attend to the lady's business." They laughed and let him get by. I tugged him in front of the dj booth so we weren't overheard.
"Heard you're looking for a driver." I spoke, leaning into his ear.
"You want the job?" He laughed.
"I do. I promise you I'm better than anyone else you've seen." He looked thoughtful, mulling it over.
"Make you a deal little girl, get up on that platform and dance better than the other girls and you've got the job."
"Done." I smiled. This I could do. I left him standing there, weaving my way to the center of the dance floor. Climbing to the top of the platform, I grinned as Rihanna's S&M came on. I danced, using the poles and the girls around me. When the song ended I opened my eyes and looked around, nearly everyone was watching me. I smiled and made my way back to the corner table.
"You're in." Jack grinned at me.
"Smart man." I smiled back.
"What's your name?"
"Laine."
"Well, Laine, welcome to the team." He indicated I should take the chair next to him. Sitting down I glanced around the table and they all gave me nods of acknowledgment, except for the man who had previously tried to pinch my ass, who just leered my way. I spent the next 4 hours talking shit with the guys and charming my way into their favor. Around 2 Jack leaned over to me and told me to meet back here tomorrow night for real business.
I made my way out of the club, hopping into my car, someone tailed me until I parked in a garage on the opposite side of town and got in the elevator. I waited 10 minutes before going back down and driving, tail less, to the address Stone had sent me.
