Goddess of Vengeance - Jackie Collins [146]
Armand stared at him blankly.
Mikey was beginning to tense up as he waited for an answer. His body language screamed that he was about to do someone harm for dragging him out of his house and away from his big screen TV where he’d been watching a programme about killer whales.
He noticed Seducta, moved closer to her and kicked her off the couch with the tip of his snakeskin boot.
She bounced to the floor and surfaced in a groggy stupor.
‘Put your clothes on,’ he ordered. ‘We’re outta here.’
‘Huh?’ she muttered.
Luscious suppressed a triumphant smirk. Randy could see for himself what a piece of trash his brother had married. Maybe he’d stop coming on to Seducta now that he’d observed what a skank she really was.
‘We’re goin’,’ Mikey repeated.
‘You can’t leave,’ Luscious said quickly. ‘Arnie here wants t’make a deal, doncha, Arnie?’
‘A non-fuckin’ disclosure agreement,’ Mikey grumbled. ‘What the fuck. This shit’s not for me. This is a handshake deal, or I’m out.’
Luscious tugged on Armand’s arm. ‘You told me you wanted somethin’ done,’ she whined. ‘I got these guys here special. Which means you gotta tell ’em what you want, an’ work it out, otherwise they’re leavin’. An’ you don’t want that, do you?’
No, Armand decided, he didn’t want that. There was a job to be done, and he understood that money had to exchange hands.
He was a businessman.
A Prince.
This could all be settled to everyone’s satisfaction.
Chapter Fifty-Eight
Emerging from the shower with a towel wrapped around her, sarong-style, and a smile on her face, Denver walked right into Bobby as he let himself into their suite.
‘Hey,’ he said, feigning surprise. ‘I was hoping I’d find you here.’
‘That’s perfect,’ she answered brightly. ‘’Cause I was hoping the same thing.’
‘Were you now?’
‘Yes, indeed.’
They grinned knowingly at each other.
‘So . . .’ Denver continued. ‘Where were you?’
‘Well, I, uh, finished up at the club,’ Bobby said, scratching his head. ‘Then I came directly here.’
‘Directly?’
‘Kinda. Had a little detour on the way.’
‘A detour?’
‘Met this beautiful woman at the Blackjack table.’
‘Really? And who might she be?’
‘I think her name was . . .’ he thought for a moment. ‘Uh . . . Chicago.’
‘Chicago, huh?’
‘Right. Gorgeous woman, with real breasts, long silky hair, fantastic legs, and best of all – a taste for adventure.’
‘Should I be jealous?’
‘I dunno. It depends.’ A long beat. ‘Where were you?’
‘Ah,’ Denver answered mysteriously. ‘I ran into a tall dark stranger with mad sexy moves and a hard . . . body.’
‘Sounds exciting.’
‘It was. We had sex in the elevator.’
‘Hmm . . .’ Bobby said lustfully. ‘Tell me something – did he make you come the way I’m about to make you come?’ And with a deft flick of his wrist he removed her towel.
They both burst out laughing as the towel dropped to the ground.
‘Oh my God!’ Denver exclaimed, still laughing. ‘You’re insatiable.’
‘You bet I am, and don’t you just love it,’ Bobby said, steering her into the bedroom and onto the bed.
She smiled up at him as he began to kiss her very deliberately. Then at a slow pace, his tongue started moving down her body until he gently spread her legs, and began going down on her.
Throwing her head back, she luxuriated in his touch. His hands were on her thighs, holding them apart. Once again she felt deliciously trapped.
After a few minutes he came up for air. ‘You’re making me forget about Chicago,’ he said. ‘That woman is becoming just another distant memory.’
‘And that’s exactly the way it should be,’ Denver murmured dreamily, thinking that this was definitely turning out to be a weekend to remember.
* * *
On one hand Kev felt guilty, on the other hand he thought, screw it – he was entitled to make some decent money. Billy was rolling in it, bathing in it. Billy was a friggin’ movie star, and who was he? Poor old Kev who tagged along for the ride, and then got kicked to the kerb like some beaten-up old dog, without even a decent explanation. Oh yeah – S