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Talon found Gate with his arm thrown around a pretty brunette, and he wondered what the hell was playing on the stereo.
“Who let Tank pick the playlist?” Talon asked.
Gate gestured with his beer bottle toward an open space in the middle of the lot. “Check it out,” Gate said.
Talon turned and his heart stopped.
Fuck, she moves like water.
He’d never seen anything like it. Tank danced around all the time, always trying to jack the stereo to some of his music nobody else understood. But Talon had never seen Tank dance with a partner. Especially one who moved like she was from Tank’s homeland and had Latin rhythm in her blood.
Talon’s cock twitched in his jeans, and he ground his teeth.
“They look good,” Talon said, turning for the bar, and as soon as he did, he clocked the look on Ryder’s face. His eyes said he’d eat Jenna alive if she gave him half a chance.
And Talon couldn’t blame him.
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Ryder
Tank walked Jenna toward the bar, taking high fives and pats on the back in stride. His people had finally seen what he could do. What he was carrying on about all the time.
Jenna’s smile glowed.
“Hell of a partner,” Tank said when they reached the bar. “Anytime you wanna shake your groove thang, you let me know, chica.”
“That was so muchfun,” Jenna said, grinning. “I haven’t danced like that in years.”
“Didn’t look like you’d missed a day,” Ryder said.
Deuce laughed, “Looked a hell of a lot better doing that with a woman, brother.” He turned to Jenna. “Usually we have to watch him dance by himself. And that’s some sad shit.”
Tank punched Deuce’s shoulder. “You’re just jealous because you didn’t get to dance with a sexy gringa.”
“Whatcha need, handsome?” Blondie asked, pulling bills from her bra, showing a lot more than she covered, and stuffing them into a mason jar.
Ryder turned to see Talon at the end of the bar.
“Gimme a beer,” Talon said.
“Come on down here,” Deuce invited.
Talon took the beer from Blondie and shook his head. “Nah, long day. Think I’m gonna hit the rack.”
He turned toward the compound and disappeared inside.
Blondie grabbed her mason jar and threw a wink over her shoulder. “I’m gonna go see if he needs some company. You can fix your own drinks, right?” she asked, not waiting for an answer.
Ryder glanced at Jenna in time to see her face pale as she watched Blondie follow Talon. Then her face blanked, and she jumped behind the bar.
“Do I get tips if I fix drinks?” she asked with a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes.
“You gonna show us your bra?” Tank asked.
Jenna looked down at her chest and then back up. “Ummm, no.”
“Girl, get your ass out from back there,” Deuce said, shouldering Jenna out of the way. “First timers don’t tend bar.”
