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Chapter 4
“What do you mean you can’t work tomorrow night? I need you,” Charlie stated as Melissa fixed her lip gloss and adjusted her boobs in the three-sizes-too-small tank top she was forced to wear. The outfit at Paul’s wasn’t half as bad. It was just that the tank top literally showed off her whole stomach. The fact that her belly was pierced made for more tips, too. Guys liked belly rings. The outfit turned out to be not as bad as she feared. It was kind of cute, just like Paul, and it was black and purple.
“I have another gig, and the money’s really good. You know I need to take care of the family.”
“Shit, Mel! How much they paying you, and please tell me you’re not gonna leave here without warning me.”
Melissa smiled and then patted Charlie’s arm.
“I wouldn’t do that.”
“Good. Now, are we all set for your number at ten? I can’t believe that Lilly did this to me.”
“She got sick, Charlie. It happens.” Melissa fidgeted with the tie on the back of her apron. She was a nervous wreck since Charlie begged her to take Lilly’s place tonight. There was a huge bachelor party coming in and they expected to see Lola Lamore. Lilly owed her big time, too.
“I need you to pull this off, Mel. I got her wig, a lot of makeup, and everything you requested.”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah. Just be ready to give me a huge bonus for going onstage. I had promised myself I would never do this. So if you tell a soul, I’m going to kill you.”
“I promise that your secret will stay with me. You did this once before you know?”
“I was a background singer for the fifties night a year ago. It doesn’t compare to dancing in front of a huge crowd and a bachelor party no less. My nerves are getting the best of me and I feel like I’m going to vomit. Now let me get back to the bar. It’s getting crowded and Jerry looks nervous.”
Charlie looked toward the bar, and he smiled. Jerry, the other bartender couldn’t keep up with the drinks.
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Melissa started taking drink orders, and the guys loaded up the barstools. They were all gawking at her and flirting like mad. She did the same and continued flirting as her tip jar filled up to the rim.
Around nine o’clock, a large crowd of men showed up for the bachelor party. One look in that direction and she could tell that they were cops. The bachelor looked like he knew his way around a whiskey bottle and a woman’s body as his friends paid for lap dance after lap dance. The bachelor had a lot of money on him.
The sound of laughter caught her attention as five men gathered around the bar, making the current eight men who were already there leave immediately. It was as if these five men were important. Melissa froze in place the moment her eyes caught sight of them. Talk about huge, gorgeous men. These guys were eye candy and a half with their tight T-shirts, big muscles, and nice smiles. In an instant her nipples hardened and other dormant body parts awoke. Shit!
Things like this didn’t happen to her, so she ignored her gut instincts and walked toward them.
“Hey, fellas, can I get you something to drink?” she asked as she leaned over the counter to wipe it down and place five drink coasters on the shiny wood.
“Yeah, sweetheart, we’ll take five beers,” one big guy with brown hair to his shoulders stated. His hair was shiny and wild looking. It fell to his shoulders and gave him an animalistic kind of look. Tamable he wasn’t, so she looked at the other guy. He appeared just as wild as the first guy. Except this one had gorgeous brown eyes that appeared to sparkle in the low lit room instead of look dull. Oh well, wild and untamable was not a good combination for her unless she was into one-night stands. Arms like theirs around someone her petite size would feel amazing, she was certain. She walked away and began to fill their order.
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Logan was the first to speak to the bartender and place the order. Man, did