Page 24 of Wild Stars

“Oh, that’s just Saint’s aesthetic.The dungeons are downstairs.Where the real sinners go,” I say, unable to hide my laugh.“And the Hell aesthetic is stereotypically black and red.”

While Geo may have transitioned from his Christian rock schtick a while ago, I can’t say I’ve ever seen the man at a strip club, period, let alone one like Saint & Sinner.

But it’s somehow so much better than I ever imagined, and I’m never going to let him forget this.

I take a sip of my drink as I sink back into the white leather booth, watching as Hailee and Celina drag Hans and Richie across the floor.

“Dungeons?Like Dungeons and Dragons?”Dare’s saccharine voice cuts through like a knife.

I turn to see him wide-eyed as he glances at the crowd, which is pretty heavy for so early in the night.

“You’ve got to be kidding me,” I drawl as Geo attempts to pour himself a glass of champagne the waitress dropped off.

Dare turns to look at me in earnest as if I’ve interrupted him.

“What are you even still doing here?Aren’t you supposed to be out there?”I motion to him to leave.

Geo side-eyes me as he clutches his drink.“What about you?You just going to sit here all night like a Kingpin?”he snips.

I regard him with an annoyed expression.“I do not engage.”

“You like to watch, is that it?”Dare raises an eyebrow at me as he goes for a glass of champagne, proceeding to add about six strawberries to the glass.Barely any liquid will fit in there, but I suppose where Dare is concerned, that might not be a bad thing.

After all, I’m not fixing for a replay of Sylvestro’s mansion.Perhaps I should keep an eye on him.

Just for safety’s sake.

“What I like is none of your fucking business.Besides, you’re stalling.”

“Stalling for what?”Geo’s gaze drifts to another host, a man wearing tight white shorts and a set of fluffy wings.

“Our darling littleHeart Killerhas a mission tonight,” I quip with a grin as Dare stops mid pour.

“What’s that?”Geo asks, and I can tell he’s sweating.

“Find someone to fuck.”

Geo nearly spits out his champagne as Dare curses.

I slap Geo on the back as he coughs.

“And what about you, Matty?You take a vow of celibacy I don’t know about?”Dare’s gaze meets mine as he slurps his champagne.

My palm twitches and my jaw tenses.I’m going to need a lot more than champagne and three Nikka’s to get through this night if he keeps his shit up.

“No,” I bite.

Geo regains himself as he shifts his stance.

“Maybeyoushould engage for once.Put yourself back out there,” Geo says plainly.

I have half a mind to tell him to fuck off, before Daregrabsme by the hand and pulls me up.

I stumble, almost knocking him over as Geo grins.

“Maybe that’s whyyouhave an attitude, Matty.Maybeyouneed to get fucked,” Dare taunts me, throwing my words back at me.

He doesn’t let go of my wrist, his palm against my skin sweaty and warm.

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