Spade's Queen

I run my own little kingdom with my three best friends-Wild Aces.

One look at her and I take a blow right to the chest. I’m not even sure she’s real. As my world instantly changes, everything in the room disappears except for her.

Jace Spade

I have one little problem-it’s obvious she’s too young to be in my bar. My heart doesn’t care. This girl belongs to me and I’ll find a way to deal with the obstacles.

I’m not thinking clearly when I leave her alone in my office. Why didn’t I get her name? My little spitfire disappears into the night, taking my heart with her.

Dani

That was close. I’m never letting my friends talk me into sneaking into bars again. Between college classes and my job at the local coffee shop, I don’t have time to spend a weekend in jail. Although the hot bar-owner did make my palms sweaty and my heart race. Too bad, he was about to have me locked up.

After weeks of searching, a chance meeting brings Dani back into Spade’s life. This time, he won’t let her slip away. He’s going to fight for his girl and make her his queen.

If you like over-the-top, insta-love romance with a little bit of humor, this short romance is the perfect story for you.

There’s a knock on my office door, and I debate ignoring it. Before I make up my mind, Linc pops his head in. “Sorry to be the bearer of bad news.” He rubs the back of his neck. “We have a problem brewing.” Since it’s his night to deal with issues, I know whatever has forced him to bother me is probably going to turn this annoying throb at my temples into a damn migraine. Can’t I get one easy Saturday night at Wild Aces? Looking over at my club manager and one of my three business partners, I shake my head. “Isn’t it your turn to deal with shit?”
He shrugs as he steps into the room. Linc has been my best friend since grade school. He knows my bullshit tolerance is zero. “This delicate situation requires your expertise.” When he wiggles his eyebrows, I flip him off.
Standing, I grab my black jacket and pull it over my white dress shirt. “What happened now?”
He walks out into the dimly lit hallway, and I follow him while he explains, “Dumbass is letting his little head run the door again instead of his brain.” Damnit. Dumbass is our new bouncer, Lenny. He must be allowing underage girls in the bar again. After catching him the first time, we had a meeting and warned the stupid shit he wouldn’t get a third chance. I’m the partner that deals with “employee relations.” And I’m about to cut this idiot off at the knees.
Cursing under my breath, I head to the bar entrance to fire his ass like I should’ve done two weeks ago. I knew keeping the little shit was a bad idea, but I fell for his sob story. Now, my good deed has come back to bite me in the ass.
Before I make it to the front of the bar, I see our other partner, Ryan, heading toward us. He stops me and points with his head. “First things first, you might want to deal with the little miss who’s about to cause a riot in here.”
I follow his line of sight and… Fuck. I take a blow right to the chest. I’m not sure she’s real. Everything in the room except for her disappears. Dark red curls fan wildly around her delicate, heart-shaped face. There are freckles dotting her cheeks and running across her button nose, and I’m tempted to place a kiss on each one as I count them. And her eyes? They’re a deep emerald green that is almost too stunning to be real. When she glances at me shyly and bites her plump bottom lip, the front of my jeans becomes unbearably tight. She’s wearing a tiny, tight-ass dress stretched over her abundant curves, and I fear it’s going to give up and rip right down the middle at any second. There’s a little shit sitting far too close to her, and the urge to pick him up by the neck and toss him out roars through me. Groaning, I realize Dumbass has caused a ton more trouble than Linc first thought. He’s changed my entire life. After introducing myself, I plan to make a few things clear to my little doll. First, no other men, and second, she’s going to be covering her luscious curves before leaving the house.
“I’ll take care of her.” I peel my eyes from her and turn to Ryan. “You find someone to work the door and bring the dead asshole to your office.” He looks confused for a second as I call over my shoulder while walking away, “My office will be occupied.” Storming toward my future, I wonder if I should give Lenny a bonus before I fire him. After all, he brought this doll into my life.
She turns and sees me moving through the bar, making my way to her table. As I near the booth, her green eyes darken, and the little shit next to her stops talking. Stepping close enough to smell her sweet, tempting fragrance, I lean down and growl next to her ear, “I need to speak to you.” Watching her delicate throat as she swallows is enough to nearly cause me to come.
“Now, wait...” the asshole sputters, and I glare at him.
I lean over my doll and growl in his face, “I wasn’t talking to you.”