My Bodyguard

Chapter 18

Mia's POV

Getting ready for tonight, I begged Killian to let loose. My tongue did most the work, but we won't talk about that.

It was 8:00 p.m and we would be leaving in 15 minutes, enough time for me to finish curling my hair. I was wearing a bandage bodycon choker dress, with a high slit at the side.

Keeping my makeup neutral, I grabbed some pair of my favourite earrings, and my strap stiletto heels.

I look hot.

My curves stuck out, and my breast looks bigger in this dress.

A pair of strong hands placed its way on my waist, pulling me back. I was pressed against his front, squeezing my waist. He was dressed something more simple. A pair of dark jeans and a white shirt. He had unbutton the top buttons, showing his sculptured chest.

"Is it too late to fuck you against this wall?" He bites my ear, kissing his way to my shoulder. I lean against him, watching ourselves in the mirror. "You look beautiful, love."

My cheeks heated, shaking my head. I turn around, meeting his beautiful face.

"Ready to go?" He offers an arm, which I gratefully took. He leads me down the elevator and into the car. The light in the nigh calms me down. I've always love the night. It has always been magical to me. I like to look up, and stay up until the sun sets.

Something about it, holds great message.

Arriving at the club, the music boomed from outside. Killian intertwine out fingers, leading us to the bouncer at front. He gives us a nod, letting us in.

We enter a dark hallway, until the sweating bodies was visible. In the middle of the room, stood the pole strippers. They were barely covered up, which wasn't a surprise. Everyone was crowded around them, either throwing money, of trying to join them.

Killian wrapped his arms around me keeping me close. I lean against him, as we approached the bar. I ordered 2 shots of vodka martinis, whereas Killian ordered boring old beer. I drank both shots in one go, and ordered for another 2.

I needed some fun, so does Killian. Since we got the "information" we would have to go back home, so why not finish it off at a strip club.

I caught someone's eye on Killian, and that made me think of an idea.

"I'll be right," I spoke. He nods his head, following my movement. I approach the women who was with her friends. She wasn't bad. She furrows her eyebrows at me, as I sit beside her. "You're single right?"

"Yes?" I chuckle, watching her confused face.

"My friend seems to have a liking to you." I point to Killian at the bar, who was already staring at us. "He asked me to ask you if you wanted to dance with him." By the look of her face, my plan seem to be working perfect.

Killian needed to have fun tonight, so why not get a girl to do that. He can have all the girls he wants, but he's not making any move to do so.

"Are you sure?" She asked hesitantly. I nod my head. "I'll be right back girls." I lead her to Killian, who had his eyebrow raised.