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burly guy, who seemed to
be missing a few teeth. Classy. It didn’t give her a positive outlook on her
possible venue of employment. She’d only seen a few of the girls who worked
here. Were the rest circus freaks like big, dumb and ugly at the front door?
The smells that assaulted her nose were enough to make her want to retch. Stale
beer, piss, and sweat. What a combination.
    There was a dancer on stage,
performing for an audience of three. It seemed men like to get their freak on
regardless the time of day. She hadn’t expected people, other than the workers,
to actually be here this early . She would have
thought a place like this wouldn’t get going until after the lunch hour. She
almost felt sorry for the woman on stage, who clearly
wasn’t going to get much in the way of tips. Maybe she’d made a mistake in
coming here?
    An oily looking man in a
half-opened Hawaiian print shirt came forward, gold chains glinting under the
colored lights. “May I help you, doll?”
    “Um, yes. I was looking for the
owner?”
    He held out a hand. “Lou Phelps. I
own this place. What can I do for you? You looking to
dance?” His gaze raked her from head to toe. “You don’t have many curves, but I
bet you could still make a decent living stripping .
Ever done it before?”
    She shook her head.
    “Why don’t you hop up on stage
and show us what you’ve got?”
    She glanced toward the stage and
saw one of the men sliding his hand up the dancer’s leg before stuffing a
dollar in her g-string. Nope. No matter how badly she needed a roof over her
head, no way could she do that.
    “I think I’ve made a mistake,”
she mumbled, turning and hurrying out the door, the man’s braying laugh
following her.
    When she reached the outside, she
sucked in lung fulls of fresh air. She couldn’t believe she’d almost become a
stripper! What the hell had she been thinking? If she couldn’t get work in
Ashton Grove, she’d just have to move on. Maybe join a pack in a larger city,
like Atlanta. There had to be jobs available there. It made her heart ache to
think of leaving Ashton Grove behind. She hadn’t really made any friends, but
the place still felt like home. She’d had high hopes that this would be it, the
place where she firmly planted her roots and stuck it out.
    She needed to talk to Connor.
    Getting in her SUV, she headed
toward his latest jobsite, hoping he would be there. If not, she’d just have to
track him down. She wanted him to see the serious look on her face when she
brought up the job issue; otherwise, she’d just call him. She ground her back
teeth together. Seeing Connor meant seeing Cain. She’d heard that Connor had
sprung him from jail, for which she’d been thankful, but she wasn’t sure she
wanted to see the big kitty just yet. For some reason, he seemed to rub her the
wrong way. Not that she’d mind him rubbing her the right way. She’d have to be dead not to fantasize about those large
hands doing yummy things to her. The man was sex personified. And he damn well
knew it, too. Ass.
    Allie parked between two trucks at
the construction site and got out, locking her SUV. She approached the
single-wide, where she knew Connor would have his temporary office. A few pack mates
saw her and waved. So far, no sign of the tiger, but she knew he was around.
She could practically feel him.
    Knocking on the office door
briskly, she pushed it open and stepped inside, hoping like hell Aislinn wasn’t
around and frolicking in the office with Connor. She’d heard about someone
walking in on them once. What would it be like to have a man who couldn’t keep
his hands off you? Who wanted you no matter where you were? She wanted that one
day. Hell, if she thought she would be staying in Ashton Grove, she’d want it
now. No sense finding a mate in a town that left her jobless though.
    Connor looked up from his desk
and smiled at her. “What brings you by here, Allie?”
    “I wanted to talk to you about
something. If