Broken Promise (The Denton Family Legacy #1)(37)
“Hello, sugar,” Frank said, taking a seat beside her.
“Just doing my job.”
Frank was a sweet man, and he didn’t seem to mind Jacob coming around to see her even when he tried to keep boyfriends out of his strip club. Ben was a boyfriend, but he also wasn’t jealous of his woman stripping.
“Your parents were here Sunday night.”
She had every alternate Sunday off. The strip club was open every single day apart from Christmas Day. “Did they cause any trouble?”
“I called Riley, and he came and dealt with them. They were asking questions about you and Jacob.”
Wrinkling her nose, she glanced toward the door. “I’m really sorry. I can’t believe they keep coming here.” They had a couple of fights tonight so she’d miss them, she hoped.
“Don’t let them get to you.”
“I sometimes think I should just not have anything to do with Jacob.” Even saying the words made her uncomfortable. She liked Jacob, which was a shock to her. Lou had never expected to like Jacob, and now the best part of her day was seeing him. He always made a point of either seeing her before work, during, or taking her home. If he couldn’t make it at any of those times, he visited her apartment.
Still, no sex.
She really wanted to pout about that.
Jacob would touch her, but he wouldn’t go too far, not since that first day she went to dinner with his parents. They had gone to several Sunday dinners, and she had grown close to the whole family. Tamsin was sweet, and the young girl called her regularly as well.
“Don’t ever think or say shit like that,” Frank said. “Your parents are not worth sacrificing your happiness just so they can get what they want.”
“You’re a sweet guy, Frank.”
“Honey, if Jacob hadn’t claimed you, I had every intention of doing the deed myself. I know a keeper when I see one.”
She wrapped an arm around her boss and gave him a hug, not believing him.
“Get your hands off my woman,” Jacob said.
Lou slowly removed her hand, and turned to see the man who wouldn’t sleep with her.
You’ve gone from refusing to sleep with him, to now all you want to do is fuck him.
He was driving her crazy, refusing to do anything more than touch.
“Don’t start being a caveman.” She looked past Jacob and didn’t see her brother. “Where’s Riley?”
He’d promised her that he would keep Riley safe, and she trusted him to.
“Riley went home early. I came to wait for you to finish.”
“Go on home early, Lou. You’ve earned it,” Frank said.
“Are you sure?”
“I’m giving you the rest of the night off. Don’t make me forget it.” It was her weekend off, and she gave Frank a big smile. “I’ll grab my bag.”
She grabbed her bag and made her way back out to the main bar when she saw Pam sitting between Frank and Jacob. Lou paused as jealousy struck her hard.
Staring at Jacob, she saw that his hands were in his pockets, and he was glaring at Pam.
Moving toward his side, she linked her arm with his. Pam liked to constantly talk about the amazing sex that they had shared.
“Hello, Lou, I didn’t see you there. I was offering Jacob a show.”
“Did you want a show, baby?” she asked, looking up at Jacob. “I’m sure I’d love to see you give a private show.”
“You know I only want you. Goodnight, Frank.” Before she could say anything more he pulled her away from Pam out toward his car. “What the hell was that?”
“Did you want a private show?”
“No.”
“Why not? It’s not like you’re getting any from me, is it? You must be getting it elsewhere. Pam’s told me how damn determined you are to get what you want, and I know without a doubt you’re not getting any here.” She pointed at her own body. “You must be getting it somewhere.” Her voice had risen to yelling, and she didn’t even care who heard her.
“Is that what this is about, Lou? You don’t like the fact that I’ve taken my time with you? You want me to fuck you, is that it?”
“Are you screwing Pam?”
“No.”
He opened his car door and pushed her into the car. She slammed her palm against the window, annoyed with him. Jacob got behind the wheel, not saying a word as he pulled away from the strip club.
Lou folded her arms, and she refused to be the one to speak. This was not her problem.
When he drove away from her apartment, Lou frowned. “You’ve missed my turning,” she said.
He didn’t stop, nor did he answer, but he kept on driving.
“What is going on, Jacob?”