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I set my phone down and worked my way through orders and whatnot that had piled up in my absence. I paid some invoices and checked my emails and still hadn’t heard from Sarah. It wasn’t like her to not text me back and I immediately worried that something was wrong. Maybe the man who was at her door had come back. Maybe he’d broken in. Maybe he’d …
Grabbing my phone, I dialed her number instead of texting again. It rang a few times and then went to voicemail. I tried again and the same thing. I sent another text.
Please call me. I’m a little worried
The phone on my desk rang and not my cell. Blowing out a breath, I picked it up, seeing the call was coming from the club’s front entrance.
“Yeah?” I answered.
“Hey, Boss. There’s someone here to see you,” Lilly, the door girl, replied. She was more of a bouncer too, making sure everyone stayed in check as they waited to enter the club. She was a badass and I wouldn’t want to cross the chicken-raising Puerto Rican in a dark alley, that was for sure.
“Who?” I questioned.
“Said her name is Sarah.”
I balked, confused about how that could be possible. “I’ll be right up.”
I hung up the phone. Even though I wasn’t dressed to go out onto the floor since I was in a sweater and jeans, I made my way through the sea of people as I headed toward the front door.
When I got closer, I saw Sarah standing next to Lilly. She too was in a sweater and jeans, but the way the sweater slipped off one shoulder looked sexy as fuck. She grinned excitedly when she saw me, and I smiled back.
“How?” I asked, pulling her into my arms and kissing the top of her head.
“I couldn’t wait.”
I glanced down and saw her suitcase and a dog carrier and chuckled. “Well, if this isn’t some rom-com shit.”
“Yeah. I didn’t expect to race through an airport to catch a flight to follow my love interest, but here I am. With a dog. In a nightclub.”
“Next time, let’s just get you on the same flight,” I said with a wink. I wanted to kiss her, but instead, I picked up the pet carrier and suitcase so we could go somewhere private. “Come on.”
Sarah followed me through the club and back to my office. Once inside, I set her luggage down next to mine, shut the door, and locked it.
“I hope you don’t min—”
I silenced her with my mouth as I grabbed her face and pulled her against me. It had only been a few hours since I’d last kissed her, but that was too long. “I don’t mind, but you know what this means?”
“What?” She raised a brow.
“We’re about to turn this rom-com into a porno.”
21
Sarah
I couldn’t believeI’d gotten on a plane on a whim—and for some guy. But Blake wasn’t justsome guy; I was in love with him. Watching him walk into the airport after he’d said goodbye had made my heart hurt, and the entire drive home, I had tried to talk myself out of chasing after him, but I had not succeeded.
Once back at my apartment, I had looked up flights on my phone, found one that left two hours after Blake’s, and booked it before throwing clothes into my suitcase. I packed in a rush, but I figured I could always buy what I needed in Houston. Afterward, I packed a bag for Skye, grabbed her carrier, and bolted out the door.
The only issue with my crazy plan was my job. Since I’d used my vacation time for Mexico, I didn’t have the time off. I figured I’d call in sick for the rest of the week. They didn’t know I was dating a new man, or that he had come to Vegas and stayed with me for a few days. I was walking a fine line with my career—all for a man! If something were to happen and I lost my job, I wasn’t sure what I would do. I had followed Trey to Las Vegas, and now I was risking it all for Blake.
But Blake was like a drug, and I couldn’t stop feeding the addiction I had to him.
That was why the next morning I woke him with my mouth.
I dragged the covers down his torso, exposing his naked, chiseled body. My mouth watered with anticipation as his perfect cock lay heavy against his thigh. Lying on my side, I reached for his shaft and leaned forward to lick his crown.
“Christ, sweet thing,” he groaned, threading his fingers through my blonde locks. “I’m so fucking happy you got on a plane.”
