Page 18 of Unstoppable Billionaire (The Hardcore Novels: Special Editions #2)

CHAPTER EIGHT

When we enter, the bar is hopping as Katy Perry's "Roar" starts to play. Aurei takes his phone out and sends a text while I pump it up behind him.

The place is rocking! Military men know how to have a good time.

A guy steps up to dance with me as Aurei puts his phone in his pocket.

He puts his hand on the bro's arm, spins him to face him, shakes his head at him, and holds his hand out to me.

I place mine in his as I smile at the guy.

He shrugs and moves along. Aurei cinches our hands and leads me away from the door.

I lean my head back and "Roar" with the packed crowd.

As we weave slowly inside, the song ends, and the open area becomes so crowded we can't move.

People leave the dance floor wanting to get drinks while the DJ starts talking about one of the classes that received their aviator wings.

Hoots and hollers go up from the whole place as Aurei faces me, making sure no one moves in on me again.

I giggle at him, and he smirks. Then a drunk cowboy bumps into me and turns to apologize, but when he sees my face then my tits, he starts to hit on me.

Aurei steps between us and explains without words to back off.

A waitress walks up to me and sticks out her hand.

"My name is Jess. I'm the manager. Lady, that was a brilliant idea and deserves the VIP table. "

I shake it and introduce ourselves. "Nice to meet you. My name is Siri, and this is …."

She looks surprised. "Aurei! Are you with her?"

He laughs. "Hey Jess, don't look so surprised. I can have a date."

"Fair enough." She laughs too. "Y'all follow me. We have a table upfront cleared off for you."

I look at Aurei and raise my eyebrows. "Wow!"

He smiles and retakes the lead, pulling me along as he follows her. She walks us right through the middle of the packed dance floor.

Ladies' night has filled the house.

We pass several groups of girls on the take. All of whom stop and stare as Aurei walks by.

I know how this night is going to go.

Jess has her hands in the air, so we can see her as she threads her way through the crowd. The DJ spots her. "Who is getting the VIP table tonight?" He taps the mic three times. "Ladies, this is your lucky night. Look who is on the dance floor! MR. UNTOUCHABLE!"

Aurei shoots him a bird, flipping him off, as he crunches my fingers in a death grip.

"Ouch!" I yell.

The DJ taunts the crowd. "Whose going to win the bet, Ladies? Maybe tonight will be the night!"

I see the muscles in his arm harden. Then he pulls my hand around his waist, and I'm forced to match my steps to his.

"Looks like he has a surprise for you, girls."

Aurei flips him off again as we thread our way toward Jess. He's practically dragging me behind him. We are almost to her when the DJ spins Shawn Michael's "Sexy Boy!"

Immediately girls pumping the air close around us. He turns to look at me with a 'Shit! Tell me this isn't happening' look on his face, making me laugh at him.

I raise my eyebrows and smirk. It most certainly is.

I mouth the words to him. "Don't worry, Sexy Boy. I got this!" I start to pump it up with them while holding my position, easily blocking out any competition that threatens.

He maintains eye contact with me the whole time with appreciation in his eyes as I dance in front of him until the song ends. Then he reaches for my hand, but "Wild, Wild Love" by Pittbull immediately starts to play.

"Oh shit! This is serious!" I mouth to him.

He looks at me with a pitiful, miserable expression, then rolls his eyes, closing them.

Poor baby, he isn't enjoying this…. Time to dance, Siri. Own the floor!

I put my hands on his chest and pat him. He opens his eyes and I tell him. "STAY." Bouncing as high as I can, I move my head so my hair fans out.

His eyes are glued to me.

He knows what's coming.

Clapping wide over my head, I encourage the ladies on the dance floor to join in.

When the girls in the song start to sing, I lead them, pumping the ceiling, staying directly in front of Aurei, bumping him occasionally.

When Pittbull gives his cry and starts to rap, I stripper twirl my head, fanning my hair out and face Aurei. Winking at him, I take control.

The girls closest to us push back and open up a small space for me to dance. When the new playboy is introduced, I pat his chest. Immediately, the girls shout with the song, joining in.

Aurei smiles at me.

That's better, baby. Let me work some magic.

I "pet" myself getting nasty as the pretty little kitty, then I twerk on Aurei, totally owning him.

The girls closest twerk with each other.

By the time Pitbull sings about needing it and wanting it, the space around Aurei is clear for me to dance, and I'm up all over his body with all of my body. Each time I make eye contact with him, I wink, and he smiles.

At the chorus, I lead everyone in pumping the ceiling and clapping, staying in front, making sure no one wedges in, but no one tries.

I own him. On the next verse, the girls keep clapping and jumping, letting me dance solo.

And I dance, whipping my hair, slithering, getting low, rubbing him all over his gorgeous body with dramatic hand movements, trying to keep the erotic to a minimum.

I don't want to conjure his thunder. I want him to relax and enjoy the dance while I control the crowd. I freestyle the rest of the song.

At the end, I lock our eyes and see that I've done a fantastic job. I push his chest with my finger on each word at the end of the song, pleased with myself, watching it sink into the deep muscular tissue of his pecs. "Wild. Wild. Love."

I look up into his eyes, and his gaze deepens. I see the sincerity in them. Feeling like the tease I am, I can't help myself. I put my finger to my lips on the last two words, slide it in, and roll it around my tongue.

Instantly, his eyes hood and darken.

I grin and wrinkle my nose.

He reaches up, takes it out of my mouth, and cinches it, staring me down.

The DJ hits the mike. "Ladies, it looks we have a real contender.

" He spins JT, "Mirrors," and the crowd of girls disperse.

Hooking arms, they regroup to start the prowl of the men hovering around the edges, waiting for the dance to end.

Several of the girls give me high fives and knuckle bumps as we weave our way off the dance floor to where Jess is waiting at the table.

Mr. Untouchable. I like his nickname!

Jess says, "We are honored to have you with us tonight. Your waitress will be right over to get your drink order. If you need anything, let her know. Good to see you, Aurei."

"Thanks. I really wasn't expecting any special treatment."

She smiles at me, touches Aurei's arm, and leaves us.

Aurei pulls a chair out for me, and I sit down. He hangs my jacket on the back of his chair, sits, and pulls it up to mine.

I tease him. "I like your Mr. Untouchable nickname. It goes with my Rule #1."

He smirks. "Mike, the DJ, is a friend of mine from high school too, and he tagged me with it a long time ago."

"Did he tag you with Sexy Boy too?"

He laughs. "He loves to rag me."

"It's good crowd entertainment. He's just doing his job."

"Yeah, I guess."

My eyes twinkle at him. "I didn't dance erotic, did you notice?"

His eyes crinkle at me. "You did good, Wild Thang, and I notice every move you make."

I smile at him. "So, where are your Bro's?"

"They're at our usual table." He checks his phone. "They haven't read my text."

"Well, go get them," I command. Aurei raises his eyebrows at me, so I tone it down. "Pretty please, with sugar on top?"

"I don't want to leave you alone."

I roll my eyes at him. "I know how to say no!"

He stands and looks out across the room.

I reach out and touch his beautiful golden hand.

He stares down at me. "What, Baby Thang?"

Looking up into his sincere face, I feel myself fall another notch. "What shall I order you if the waitress comes before you return?"

"Crown, neat."

I blink and shake my head. Did he just say that?

"Get me whatever you're having then."

I look at him. "That's what I drink."

"Great. Get us both one." He winks as he walks off into the crowd, evading the dance floor. His route makes me giggle. I decide to sit on the table so I can see him.

I'm glad he wore the aqua color. He's easy to spot.

I look around the bar. The DJ stage is across the opposite side of the dance floor.

Our table is halfway to the center stage on the left.

It's a great location, and the music isn't so loud you can't hear yourself think, plus you can see the whole place from this vantage point.

I analyze The Stallion's set up with a trained businesswoman's eye.

The actual bar is too small. It's too crowded.

There isn't a separate area for the servers to fill their orders with ease.

They need another bar along that wall. But the rest of the site is well laid out.

The ceilings are very high and have ceiling fans spinning on high, circulating the air, keeping it moving.

The ventilation is excellent. The air is crisp despite the crowd.

There must be dehumidifiers and multiple air units.

The stage is a good size. You could put a live band up there. And there are the stripper poles over there too. But, way too high. You have to crane your neck to see them.