Page 52 of Tequila & Lace
“You have a job to do, love bug, and I have a date on Saturday. Nothing changes.”
“We don’t need to do this job anymore, baby. I have my job with Gabe and Autumn. You can work with us, too.”
She laughed. “What do you think I can do?”
I shrugged. “I don’t know. Book new clients for us?”
She pushed on my chest. “Go have fun.”
I stopped walking, remembering I hadn’t told her who my date was with. I never needed to tell her before, but this one felt as though I should. I turned back to her. “Gorgeous…”
She looked at me from the TV, “Yeah?”
“I think I should tell you who my date’s with.”
Her eyebrows scrunched in confusion. “Okay?” I walked over to her, sat on the coffee table in front of her and grabbed her hands. “You’re scaring me,” she whispered, looking into my eyes.
Reaching up, I brushed a piece of her brown hair behind her ear. “It’s not like that. She’s a client from Malibu.”
She stared at me, realization dawning across her face. “Oh,” she whispered.
“I’m not like that anymore.”
“I know.”
“I called Nick. He’s going with me and he’s gonna… take care of business.”
Her gaze darted to mine. “You called Nick?”
“I’m not going to sleep with her if that’s what you’re thinking.”
“But—”
“Just because we’re not having sex doesn’t mean I need to fuck clients. I lo… I love being with you and I want to see where this goes. I’m not going to fuck it up only to have sex. My hand is doing a good job.” I smiled at her hoping she’d laugh.
She looked up from ringing her hands that were in her lap. “It’s not that I don’twantto have sex… I’m scared.”
I tilted her face, grabbing her chin lightly so she had to look me in the eyes. “I know, and we’ll take this slow. We have forever.”
“Right…Forever.” She sighed.
“Forever, gorgeous.” I kissed her one last time and then I left to meet Nick at the Bellagio where we were meeting Brina, my client at The Bank where she wanted to be picked-up at a nightclub as though she didn’t know who I was. Part of it were true; she didn’t know Nick.
We waited in line to enter the club. It sucked being a guy in Vegas. The women got special treatment while men got the short end of the stick, especially if we weren’t with a group of females.
“Don’t you have connections here?” I asked Nick.
“Yeah, but I don’t see him.”
I groaned. This wasn’t how I wanted to start off the night. I wanted to get in and get out. Nick this is Brina. You two fuck, have a nice night, peace out.
“Let me text him,” he remarked, pulling out his phone.
I checked mine. I didn’t have a set time to be inside the club. Brina knew I’d show. The plan was to surprise her, dance with her, seduce her, fuck her in the bathroom or something and then leave. I was going to do the surprise and dancing parts while Nick did the dancing, seducing and fucking parts. The plan was fool proof.
“All right, he’s coming out.”
A guy came out the doors a few minutes later and waved us over. We went to the front of the line as people groaned. The bouncer unhooked the red velvet rope and after Nick had introduced me to his buddy, we entered a hallway and into an elevator. The bass of the music thumped as the elevator rose to the nightclub.
