Alexa

Be warned I plan to make this a novel so it may be too slow for some people and I apologize for that. However, it’s the way I want this story done and I won’t be changing it. I hope you enjoy it. 

Alexa, or Lexi as she preferred, ran her hands down over her chest and hooked her thumbs into the lace panties, that barely covered her. The men hooted and whistled as she dropped to the floor and stood slowly back up to lean against the shiny metal pole behind her. Turning around and grabbing onto it, Lexi pulled herself up and swung herself around, getting more encouragement from her customers. Lisa’s Girls was the most popular strip club around, having a high end customers and top class dancers. At the age of twenty-four, Lexi had been working there for nearly six years now. It was her home, now matter how bad that sounded. Finally the end of her routine came about, which meant loosing her bra.

Lexi sat with her slim legs crossed over one another as she looked around her office. She bit her lower lip as her mind wandered and began to think about the past year. And what a year it had been, but it had all started off as a nightmare. Last August, the eighteenth to be exact, the most important person in Lexi’s life died. Lexi shut her eyes tightly as she remembered running through the hospital, wearing her six inch heels and a trench coat covering her costume. Lisa had been run over and left to die about two miles from where they worked. Lisa had not only been Lexi’s boss, but the only mother figure, the only real family, Lexi had ever had. Then some horrible, disgusting excuse of a human being had ran her over. Lexi had ran past all the nurses and doctors, who told her she couldn’t come in, family only.

‘‘I’m her daughter.’’ she told them without stopping. There was no way she was letting Lisa die alone.

Lexi was torn from her trance by a knock on the door. Her eyes flashed open and went to the heavy oak door. Frowning Lexi told whoever it was to come in. Cherry came in, hips swaying from side to side. Cherry was Lexi’s best dancer, and probably the most sought after by the men.

‘‘Lexi babe, you got to get that tank of yours to chill on the guys. He’s scaring my rich men away.’’ Cherry drawled in her thick southern accent.

Somewhere deep inside Lexi shivered at the thought of that man being hers, but emotion was something seldom seen on Lexi’s face. She wore a mask for the world, and it was invincible.

‘‘Stop calling him my tank. The guy has a name Cherry. Besides, I’m sure he’s just doing his job. I know you like to get touchy, and sometimes its sends the wrong message.’’

Lexi Stood and walked around her oak desk, before sitting on it, arms crossed as she looked over at Cherry.

‘‘Darling, you know that the best way to get tips is to be touchy, I learned from the best after all.’’ She said sending a wink in Lexi’s direction.

Yes, of course. A year ago, instead of owning the club, Lexi had worked in the club. Stripping had never been on Lexi’s cards but life dealt her a horrible hand and she did the best she could with it. She had never regretted it, because it led her to Liza.

‘‘Hun are you listening? Get Zack to chill, or make him go outside and stand at the door instead of watching the floor. He scares the girls and you know it. Where did you even find him anyway?’’

When Lexi looked over Cherry was examining her nails and then her make-up in a large oval mirror on the wall. Lexi bit her lip.

‘‘Fine, I’ll talk to him. He found us really. He’s here and he’s damn good at his job, so give him some slack. We all have reasons for the way we are.’’

Cherry shrugged with a pout.‘’All right, whatever you say boss. Though, if he makes another one of my men run out the door, he’ll be the one giving me tips whether he likes it or not.’’ Cherry announced as she walked out the door.

Lexi sighed heavily. Zack was a rare find. A guy hardwired for security and privacy, something Lexi could respect. She needed a tough guy, who was not afraid of getting his hands dirty and did not ask questions too many questions. After running through ten new heads of security, Lexi had lost all hope. Then one day Zack walked in the door and all her problems walked out. Most of them anyway. Taking her phone from her pocket, she sent Zack a text asking him to come up to the office. Then, without knowing why, she checked herself in the mirror, her deep blue eyes stared back at her; and for a moment she looked nervous.

Zack glared at Cherry as she walked past him. He knew where she had been and who she had been talking to. He was only trying to do his job and protect the girls from the low life’s who came into the club, but Cherry did not care how perverted they were, as long as they tipped good. It did not go down well with Zack at all. He took out his phone knowing it was going to receive a message and within a minute or two, it beeped. Taking a deep breath he opened the message.

Alexa: Need to talk. Office.

His jaw tensed as he read it again. Crap. Zack pushed his phone back into his pocket so hard it nearly made a whole in his jeans. As he walked past all the girls and the customers they all seemed to move out of his way before he even reached them. He scared the crap out of all of them. Which was fine for him. Zack was not a people person anyway, and his only friend was his Labrador, Fitz. Then there was Alexa. She wasn’t afraid of anything or anyone, not even him. The woman was unstoppable, and she scared her fare share of people too. Stopping in front of her office, he took a deep breath and knocked.

Lexi’s head shot to the door. She knew who it was already by the heavy pounding. Looking back down at the files in her hand she took a deep breath.

‘‘Come in.’’

He entered without a seconds hesitation. She tried her best not to look at him. He unnerved her, but it was no use. Her eyes found him standing in front of the door facing her, his arms crossed over his wide chest. As usual, her stomach fluttered at the sight of him, but her face showed nothing.

He was immense. Huge. Overwhelming. Zack stood at six foot six, had jet black hair and steely grey eyes. He had muscles everywhere, but not huge ones like those body builder guys. It was just the right amount. He worked out, a lot, and it was obvious. She looked back down to her files and frowned. She looked puny beside him. Her slim, but lean frame, stood at five foot six. Her hair was also jet black matched perfectly with deep blue eyes that sometimes looked like blue sapphire. She knew she was good looking, with her tiny waist, long legs and c-cup chest, but it was all nothing compared to his godlike looks, with his jaw line so perfect, like it was carved from marble.

Clearing her head, Lexi put the files back in the drawer and closed it.

‘'Take a seat.’’ She said softly, yet it was obviously an order.

Taking a seat across from him, Lexi took a sip of her water. ‘‘Cherry was been complaining about you. Again.’’ She said looking up at him.

‘‘You have to learn to chill, Zack. Even if its just with Cherry. You know touchy men don’t bother her. She likes the tips, and she needs them. She’s threatened to make you pay for her lost tips if you keep this up, you know. She can be very scary. Especially when she thinks something or someone is stopping her from getting more money.’’

Lexi rolled her eyes at Cherry’s hunger for money. She was not even sure she could blame Zack, completely. In fact, she didn’t. She liked knowing her girls were safe.

‘‘I’ll have to put you on the door if this keeps up Zack and I know you prefer to be inside on the floor.’’

She stopped and waited for a reply. Knowing him thought, she would most likely just get a nod. Lexi was almost certain Zack really didn’t like her. He was always so silent and still around her. It made her nervous. Not too mention the constant starting. No, it was more like glaring.

Zack was sure she was talking, telling him to relax about the men being touchy, but all he could do was stare at those eyes. They flickered from one side of the room to the other, trying to escape his eyes. He didn’t blame her. However, he could not stop. They were amazing. Like jewels, and so intoxicating. Alexa didn’t even know what effect she had on men. He knew she used to work here. One part of him was so unbelievably glad she did not anymore and another part wished he could have seen such a sight.

All of a sudden he realized she had stopped talking. He gave her a nod, and thought he saw a flash of emotion run over her face, but as always with Alexa, it was gone as fast as it came. Standing up he looked down at her.

‘‘I’ll try. I’ll even stay away from Cherry. Though, I won’t just stop doing my job because some southern doll is upset about her lack of tips.’’ Zack said with conviction and was rewarded with a soft nod of her head.

‘‘It’s good to see she doesn’t scare everyone.’’ Alexa said softly and Zack was sure he saw the corner of her lip twitch, as if she was going to smile, but of course it never happened.

‘‘You can go now.’’ She said opening a drawer and taking out a file.

Always working, he thought with a frown. He turned and left her office, afraid he’d reach over the table and yank her to him if he didn’t leave now. After closing her door softly he went back to work.

Lexi let a long breath out and relaxed against the back of her leather chair. Tonight was going to be another night spent dreaming about that man. Maybe even something more than dreaming. Looking at the clock Lexi realized she had another two hours before she could leave and go home. By the familiar clench in her stomach, she hoped they went fast.