Love Song

Chapter 2

Nates P.O.V.

The boys and I make our way to the club. Some performance was supposed to be here. Honestly, I hated strippers. They were too slutty for me. Too easy. Of course, I have nothing against sleeping with a woman, but I like challenges now and again. Fortunately, these were just pole dancers, not strippers. Al nudges my shoulder as two waitresses in tight dresses pass us, "Look at those asses," he mutters.

I roll my eyes. Unlike myself, Al likes easy woman. "It's the way to live," he once said.

We make our way to the V.I.P. booth and order our drinks. as soon as the drinks arrive the lights die down.

"Ladies and gentleman," the announcer booms over the speakers. "May I introduce the SFDG ladies."

Blue and pink lights illuminate the poles spread throughout the club and 5 young women appear and climb to the podium. Their outfits weren't stripper like. They wore an aluminum two pieces that reflect the light. The dancer closest to us winked at Al and he slipped her his number.

"Nice girls out tonight, ain't that right, boss?" Ricky nudges my shoulder.

"Yeah sure,"

"Be nice if they could strip down. I would love to see some upside down action." Al looks the dancers up and down while biting his lip. He always has been a perv.

"Let's hear it one more time for the San Francisco Dance Group." the announcer hypes the crowd again. Music plays all over the club and people start dancing. Ricky made his way to the bar, and Al wanted to find the dancer and told me to come with him. "To find you a hookup," he said.

We found his dancer talking to another girl they seemed so interested in their conversation they didn't even notice us. When the dancers finally saw us Al's dancer walked over to her and started talking to her, which left me and the other girl.

"Lila, I want to rest can you please drive me back?" the girl whined.

"Lila, what a beautiful name for a beautiful girl," Al murmured in her ear, before kissing her neck once and then whispering something in her ear.

Her eyes lit up and immediately she said, "Sorry, love but I'll be busy for the next couple of hours." And with that, she and Al made their way out of the club.

"Great now I don't have a ride,"

I looked at her and thought all this over. If I gave her a ride I might get lucky. So I did what any shallow, asshole of a man like myself would do.

"I could give you a lift if you're okay with that? "She looked at me, trying to piece me together. Not the first time a woman has tried- and failed- at doing so.

"Umm, sure thank you."

Ricky will most likely go home with someone so he would be fine. We walk out of the club and into my car. After a few minutes of silence, I finally ask, "Why couldn't you take an uber or something?"

"Money's in the hotel room,"

"Hmm,"

I go to the hotel and she gets out of the car. I role down the window and she pokes her head in. "

"Thanks for the ride... uh?"

"Nate. And you are?"

"Wouldn't you like to know."

She smiled and I thought to myself 'eh what the hell?'

"Mind if I come in? By the looks of it your roommate won't be home till later."

She smirked at me, "Sure. Seems to me your friend won't be the only lucky one tonight."

As soon as we closed the door my lips crashed on hers. She kissed back immediately. We made our way to the bed and enjoyed ourselves. She's not bad. Afterward, I slipped her my number and left. I met Aland Ricky at the club parking lot and we drove to the airport to take my helicopter home.

*One week later*

Becky. Her name was Becky. We texted a bit before she stopped responding. MAYBE SHE GOT BORED I thought.

I head to the garage to work on my car. As I work I whistle my song. It's hard to believe someone out there has the same song as me. All of a sudden Al comes in laughing his head off.

"Yo, there's this hottie and she's mad at you bro." he laughs again. one glare shuts him up.

"Tell her to come in," I say wiping oil off my hands.

"Okay," he snickers.

A few moments later, I hear a female yelling.

"Where is he?" She sees me and goes mad. "You! You fucked her!"

I raise an eyebrow suddenly amused. "Who exactly? I had a pretty busy week."

She walks up to me slowly. If she wasn't acting out, I would have been turned on.

"Becky." Her words are calm but forceful.

"Oh yeah. She was fun." I start to turn around but she grabs my shoulder causing me to stop mid-turn.

"Do you even know how old she is?"

"I don't know. Nor do I care."

"Yeah well, you should. She's sixteen! you banged a minor!"

Dammit!

"Your lying. Why would she be at the club anyway!" I was practically screeching. I'm a pedophile now. Great.

"She wasn't supposed to. She was filling in for me. I canceled last minute and she was the only one available." She was a bit calmer now. "Her parents agreed not to press charges because you didn't know but you better stay the hell away from her." She starts for the door but I put my hand there before she opens it.

"you know you're pretty cute when you're mad," I put on my best smolder but she only brushes it off.

"And your pretty cute when you're nervous," she taps my nose and walks out.

Well damn.

Sorry if it killed your theories.

Thanks for reading Love you muchly❣️