Miss Piggy (2)

Mick POV

“What do you mean, silly? You told me you were a dancer too. The agency gave me your club information so I could surprise you.”

I doubt that. That agency doesn’t have this address or even the name of my club. This woman filmed one movie with me a couple of months ago and has been trying to get back on my dick ever since. She was clingy from the start, so I shot down every proposal sent to me by her agent.

“Consider me surprised,” I said with irritation, looking up at Chloe and cringing inwardly when I saw how annoyed she was with this whole thing. She had a large round bar tray on her shoulder, holding it with both hands since it was covered in beer bottles for us. I grabbed Jones’s shoulders and moved her out of the way so Chloe could pass.

The deep, low growl that vibrated in Chloe’s chest made sweat break out on the back of my neck. She passed us to get in the room, then slammed the door behind her. We never close the door since there is a curtain too, but it seems Chloe t