King(41)

“Seems my girl wants to play in someone else’s playground tonight.” King flung his phone down angrily while he gathered his papers.

Jackal reached out, snagging his phone before King could stop him. He stood staring down at the phone, stone-faced. Lou had snapped the picture while Evie and Penni had been dancing, and both women were dressed to get laid. King crushed his cigar between his teeth, thinking about the picture.

“They’re at the Flying Champion?” Damn, he was good to figure that out from the picture.

“Yes, it seems they went out with Vida and Sawyer, too. Where in the fuck are Kaden and Colton tonight? Can’t they keep better control of their wives than that?”

Jackal didn’t reply, setting King’s phone down on the table then taking his own phone out of his leather jacket. “Brother, where are you?”

King got up from the table.

“You cool with your wife partying at the Flying Champion?” Jackal moved the phone away from his ear, disconnecting the call. An evil smile came to his twisted lips. “They didn’t know. I wonder which is the most pissed.”

King picked up his paperwork. “Me.”

* * *

Evie raised her arms in the air, thrusting out her hips, jumping up and down to the beating music.

Penni repeated her moves across from her as the beat escalated in the song. They grinned at each other as they danced, having a good time. Evie couldn’t remember being so carefree, trying to think of the last time. Probably since she was younger than Penni, just graduating high school.

When Sawyer and Vida joined them on the dance floor, the women tried to out-maneuver each other to see who could dance the most seductively. Evie gave up when she saw Vida’s moves; the former stripper had them all beat with her natural sultriness Yet, Penni gave her competition, also. What the girl lacked in skill, she made up for in enthusiasm.

Evie tossed her hair, her eye catching a grim face watching them.

“Shit!”

“What?” Penni asked.

“King’s here.”

“Who cares?” Sawyer said, wiggling her hips and thrusting her ass out. “We’re modern women; we’re allowed to have fun without men telling us what to do.”

“I’m glad you feel that way, because Kaden and Colton are here, too.”

Vida almost tripped, and Sawyer’s ass quit shaking to the beat.

“Where are they?” Vida asked.

“Waiting for us at the table.”

“I’m going out the back door,” Sawyer moaned.

“What happened to I am woman, hear me roar?” Evie asked sarcastically over the loud music.

“It went out the door when I saw Kaden’s face. Vida and I told them we were going out to dinner, not clubbing.”

Penni laughed at the women as they stood frozen, no longer dancing. Her eyes were on a good-looking man leaning against the bar, giving him ‘come hither’ looks.

Penni piped up, “It can’t be that bad. What can they do?” The three women stared back at the innocent woman which brought another laugh from Penni.

“Hold me back,” Evie told Vida.

“Okay, I’ll stop. But seriously, you three should see your faces. What do you want to do?”

“What can we do?” The three women filed off the dance floor, heading back to their table. Penni peeled away, going to the bar and flirting shamelessly with the man she had been ogling.

“Traitor!” Sawyer seethed.

Evie made sure she was the last in line coming to the table, deciding to brazen it out when she saw his coldly-furious face.

“King!” She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, pressing her breasts against his chest.

“What are you doing here?”

“Penni begged us to come out with her. She said she would go alone if we didn’t, so we came out to make sure she was safe,” Evie flung Penni under the bus without qualms. She also noticed Vida and Sawyer both nodded at her explanation.

“This is a meat market.” King’s steady gaze didn’t move from her face.

“I know! That’s what we told her. You know how innocent she is; we were protecting her.”

Penni’s seductive laughter could be heard over the crowd.

“Is that her practically forcing her tongue down that man’s throat?” King’s sarcastic question showed he wasn’t impressed with her explanation.

Evie was going to kill Penni.

“She’s had too much to drink. I need to go get her.” Evie turned on her heels; she was going to slap the girl silly when she got her hands on her.

“That won’t be necessary.” King reached out, grabbing the waist of her skirt and holding her in place.

“Why not? I promised Shade to—” The sentence died abruptly as she noticed several large men were cutting a swathe through the crowded nightclub. Evie swallowed hard. Fuck. The Predators had invaded the nightclub and were heading for the bar. Unsuspecting, Penni had her back to them while she kissed the man who had placed his hand on her ass, pulling her to him.