Three Way, the Novel Read Online Free

either, Tawny only bought couture and the best of everything.
    I would have to rely on tips to help us get through until she got her shit together and paid her share. Unfortunately tips had been good, but not that good.
    “Listen sweetheart,” the guy said and grabbed my wrist, “with the money we spent on drinks tonight, we should get a free lap dance or something.”
    “I’m not a dancer, so fuck off,” I snapped and jerked my hand away.
    The guy stood up and loomed over me. I stepped back and my heel caught on the leg of his chair. I started to tumble backwards, held my breath and tried to balance my tray while waiting for the inevitable fall.
    It never happened. Strong hands caught me and even stronger arms embraced me from behind as I was about to hit the floor.
    “Seems I’m always rescuing you, kitten,” Ryker’s smug, velvety voice said in my ear. He helped me straighten up and looked around me at the guy. “If I catch you or your friends in this strip club again, you won’t be going home to your wives in the suburbs. Catch my drift?”
    The businessman gulped so loudly that I heard him from where I was. I stood straight and eyeballed him stubbornly. “Yeah!” I added, like it would make a difference. But still, a girl’s gotta take care of herself even when the world’s hottest biker was there to do it for her.
    “Did you get my gifts?” Ryker asked as the businessmen scrambled to pack up their shit and hightail it out of the Hen House.
    “I did, thank you,” I replied and turned around in his arms to look up at him. “The car service was the handiest though, it’s hard to limp to the bus stop with a swollen ankle.”
    “How’s that feeling? Did you see a doctor?”
    “I can’t afford a doctor,” I replied. “It feels fine though. It’s healing nicely. I could probably even walk to the bus stop now.” To demonstrate I stuck my leg out and circled my foot around, trying not to wince as a sharp pain shot through it.
    “You call the service when you need to get home tonight, you hear me?” he told me sternly.
    “Aren’t I working for you tonight?” I asked, unable to hide my disappointment.
    “Not tonight, kitten,” he said and I saw a rush of movement to my right.
    “There you are, hot stuff,” Tawny giggled and grabbed Ryker’s arm. “Should we get going?”
    “Sure thing,” he replied, glancing down at me with an amused look. “You seem disappointed. Don’t be, I’ll get to you soon enough.” He winked and I flamed red with anger and embarrassment that he’d seen through my tough exterior and knew how much I’d wanted to spend time with him.
    “Whatever, enjoy your night,” I replied and pulled out of his arms. I stomped to the bar, ignored my pain, and slammed my tray on the counter.
    I heard Tawny laugh loudly as though Ryker had told her the world’s funniest joke and I couldn’t help but shoot them a look of disgust.
    Ryker was watching me and caught my evil glance. He winked at me again, put his arm on Tawny’s lower back and guided her out of the club.
    I was left stewing and wondering why I cared what a man like Ryker did with a woman like Tawny.
    But as much as I tried to deny it, I couldn’t.
    I really, really cared.
     

Chapter Six
     
    “Where the hell did Tawny get to?” Mel asked just after she left with Ryker.
    “I don’t know,” I said stiffly, “I guess she’s out with Ryker tonight.”
    “God dammit,” Mel snarled, “that stupid little bitch forgot to tell me she’s working his clubhouse tonight.”
    “Clubhouse?” I asked dumbly.
    “His hang out?” Mel replied, dripping with irritation. “Seriously? You never watched Sons? You don’t know how these biker types work?”
    “Nope, don’t even know what you’re talking about,” I replied. “I stick to old movies and nature shows.”
    She released a contempt filled sigh and opened her mouth, closed it and opened it again to say, “Never mind. The long and short of it is that