Killer Curves (Dangerous Curves Book 3) Read Online Free PDF

their friends. They watched out for me and I had nothing to worry about. Nobody would lay a hand on Hector or Bernardo’s cousin, believe me. In many ways, I was safer there than our family home in East Corfax here in Denver.”
    “Oh.” That stumped Jax for a second. “So… you served up drinks to shady characters?”
    Her smile was sweet and sunny. “I did. For about six summers. Great tips, I assure you.”
    “Ever come across any trouble?”
    “Oh, yes. Fights and drive-by shootings and strange meetings in the back rooms that ended up with someone getting stabbed.”
    “Huh.” He stared at her, unable to believe any of this from the quiet woman sitting in front of him. He knew that Gabi was tough as hell, despite her reticence and constant exhaustion, but this caught him by surprise. “I guess Curves would seem tame by comparison.”
    “Safer, for sure. Your bouncers are way more in control when things go wrong.”
    “OK, then. You get a shift tonight.”
    “Really?” A delighted smile lit up her whole face. “Thank you. Thank you so much.”
    “A few things. Listen up, now.”
    “OK.”
    “Any sign of trouble, you get the hell out of the way. No bullshit, Gabi, you hear me? If you can, you head to the staff room or you get to Aidan behind the bar. If not, you get your back to the wall and stay out of the way. Yeah?”
    “Yes.”
    “Any tips you earn are yours to keep and I’ll not charge you for the room last night. Fair trade?”
    “Ummm.” She hesitated. “One thing?”
    “Name it.”
    “Could I stay here again tonight?”
    He looked puzzled. “You can’t go home?”
    “No.” She took a deep breath and launched in to the lie. “My landlord is out of town until Monday and I have no way to get in before then.”
    “Shit, Gabi. You want to come and stay with me and Sarah? We have two guest rooms. It’d be no trouble.”
    “No, thank you, Mister Jax. I have to be back here tomorrow at ten o’clock to clean, remember?”
    “Oh, we can forget that… I’ll call in someone else to cover the shift. You can sleep in, take it easy.”
    “I’d rather not.” She hesitated. “I – I can’t lose the income, you see.”
    “Ah.” Jax stared at her, took in her strained expression. “Yeah, I get it. So in that case, you’re right, actually. It’s better for you to stay here if you’re going to get up early to clean. We’ll figure out payment for the room tomorrow, alright? If things go OK tonight, I may need you to work tomorrow night as well. Donna was scheduled for Sunday, so maybe we can trade that shift for the room, too.”
    Gabi almost fell over with relief. Thank God he’d agreed to one more night and no Spanish Inquisition about any of it. She had some extra cash coming to her from waitressing and she had another night someplace safe, maybe two if she got a shift tomorrow. And – best of all – by being on the bar floor and mingling with the patrons, she’d hear if anyone was talking about Miguel.
    Wow. It just couldn’t have worked out better, really.
    “Just one last thing.” Jax looked a bit uncomfortable.
    “Yes?”
    He gestured at her clothing. “You got anything else to wear?”
    Horror-struck, Gabi stared down at herself, at her baggy stained shirt and torn jeans and sneakers. Shit . She hadn’t thought about this part of it. Thank God she at least had clean panties.
    “Sorry to sound like a sexist asshole, but you ain’t gonna get any tips in your cleaning clothes. Not in this place.” Jax grinned, his dark green eyes twinkling. “You’re going to have to show a bit of skin.”
    “No, I know. You’re right.” She bit her lip. “I guess – I guess I could go and buy something?”
    “And lose any money you’d have earned from working tonight? That makes no sense.”
    “No, it doesn’t. But…”
    “OK, how about this. I’ll call the girls who are working tonight, see if one of them can loan you something.”
    “Really?”
    “Yeah. You’re close