Chapter Sixteen

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"You'll need to wear this," Liam instructed, handing Denise a helmet.

This was the first time the two of them had ridden his bike for pleasure, and she was a bit nervous. She put the helmet over her head and made sure to strap it at her chin. The night before, when he'd told her it was time for her to join the land of the living, she hadn't thought he meant so soon.

"This is going to be much different than last time, huh?" he joked.

"No, I loved those bullets flying past my head," she deadpanned.

He got on and motioned for her to slide on behind him. When she did, he grabbed her thighs and pulled her so that every inch of their bodies touched.

"When you ride bitch, we touch."

The tone of his voice sent chill bumps up her spine, and she gladly scooted up so that she could wrap her arms around his waist. She made sure to snake her arms under his cut, as close as she could get. The feelings of a new relationship made her want to be as close to him as she could. As they rode she held on tightly, leaning this way and that with his body. They came to a stop too soon. Excitement shot through her as he brought his gloved hand up to rest on hers. It was fleeting, but it was one of those small touches she'd never had before. This whole situation made her feel like a teenager dating someone for the first time. It was new, exciting, and she loved it.

"This is what you meant by getting me back into the land of the living?"

Liam laughed as he swung his leg over the back of his bike and helped her off. "I'm gonna assume you've never been to a strip club before. So yeah, this is the land of the living."

Her eyes were wide as she gazed upon the building in front of them. Wet Wanda's, the neon flashing sign proclaimed. It was an old building, built in the sixties or seventies vein, and looked like it was built with rock. It was so old the rock looked gray. An hourly motel sat adjacent to it.

"I'm not so sure about this," she mumbled as she grabbed his hand and followed closely behind.

The bouncer at the door knew him, and Liam lifted his chin in acknowledgement, grasping the bouncer's hand and shaking it. She barely listened to the words they exchanged, but she was curious when the bouncer waved them in, not even asking for a cover charge.

They entered the belly of the beast, and she couldn't help but glance around. It was dark in the main part of the building, but she could see that it was very clean. A large stage dominated the room which separated into individual stages amongst the floor with booths around them. Scantily clad women raced back and forth between tables hauling food and drinks. Among the people she could see some of the members of Heaven Hill. She wondered just how often Liam and the guys frequented this establishment.

"You alright?" he asked her.

She nodded as he led them to a booth further back in the room. From there they had a good look at the main stage. In front of them, the table blocked most everyone from looking at them. The vinyl of the leather was clean and comfortable. It was obvious that it was well used, but it was in good condition. Sinking deeply into the booth, she snuggled up close to him. His arm went around her shoulders as he got comfortable. Spreading his knees, he braced his feet on the floor, giving the impression that he was just a man there with his woman.

"I'm okay, this is just different," she explained, trying to avoid looking at some of the more provocatively dressed women.

A woman walked up to their booth, this one a little more covered up than the rest. "How you doin' Liam?" she asked, giving him a polite smile.

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