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good job since she knew Emma trusted her, which meant a lot to her, especially since she had only been at the club for a short time. The extra money she’d earn in her new position was a godsend. She thought about what Lexie said about Jax and that old guy, Gunner. She needed someone who would pay her well for services rendered. She was too scared of her attraction to Jax. Deep down, she knew if she started something with him, she’d be doomed because he made her feel things she never felt before. No, she didn’t want anything to steer her from her goal of getting out of there.
    I’ll cozy up to Gunner tonight, check it out and let him decide if he wants more.
    Peaches’ giggles grated her nerves as she walked out to the bar area. Immediately, Cherri spotted Jax on a chair with Peaches straddling him, her breasts smashed against his chest as his hands dove under her skirt, rubbing her ass. Cherri’s chest tightened and her stomach gurgled. For a split-second, a deep sense of emptiness consumed her. Shaking her head, as if that would erase the image of Jax and Peaches clutching each other, she dashed for the bar, hoping he wouldn’t spot her.
    “Hiya, Cherri,” Peaches said between her moans.
    Cherri tipped her head in response, cursing the bitch under her breath while avoiding any direct eye contact. Over the rock tune playing on the local station, she heard Jax say to Peaches, “Later, babe. I got stuff to do.”
    “What the hell? We’re both getting off. Can’t your stuff wait?”
    “I said off. Now .”
    Cherri heard a soft thud and the scraping of a chair against the floor. Thinking if she just engrossed herself in the employment ledger, she’d be left alone, she lowered her head, staring at the numbers and words.
    “How are things, sweetness?”
    She jumped on her bar stool when Jax’s breath tickled the back of her neck.
    Not looking at him, she shrugged. “Okay, I guess.”
    “Heard you’re the one in charge of the dancers now.” His mouth brushed her earlobe, making her skin pebble in anticipation.
    “Word travels fast.” She kept her eyes focused on the ledger. Cheap perfume invaded her nostrils.
    “Whatcha doin’, honey?” Peaches smacked a wet kiss on Jax’s cheek.
    “I’m busy talkin’ business. I’ll catch you in a few.”
    “What’s the business?” Her voice had an edge to it.
    “Not your concern. In a few, okay?” Jax pushed her off him.
    From the corner of her eye, Cherri saw Peaches glaring at her. I so don’t need this shit. “I think we’re done here.” Sliding off the stool, Cherri turned toward the back room.
    “We’re not done here, sweets. We haven’t even started.” As Jax nudged her back toward him with one hand, the hairs on Cherri’s arms stood up as shivers coursed through her body. She wheeled around, connecting with his smoldering gaze. Holding his stare, she ran one finger up his arm, feeling the goosebumps pricking his skin.
    “Then let’s get started,” she murmured. Her body shifted to high-alert: blood rushed to her temples, her mouth was dry, and her legs clenched, causing a spasm of pleasure to spread through her core. Peaches’ hiss of disgust brought Cherri back to the moment, and her porcelain skin stained red when she saw Jax’s knowing grin break out on his face. He’s adorable when he smiles. How can one man have this effect on my body? He’s sex in leather, and I have to stay far away from him.
    Peaches stormed out of the bar, her stilettos clacking on the wooden floor. Cherri watched her as she slammed the back door.
    “Your girlfriend’s pissed.”
    “She’s not my girlfriend.” Jax trailed his finger along Cherri’s jawline.
    “That’s not what she says. Anyway, you two looked pretty cozy not too long ago.” She shifted from one foot to another.
    “You jealous?”
    “Nah.”
    “Or are you wishing it were you straddling me, rubbing your sweet pussy against my cock? I know I’d rather have you, but you’re playing