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I glance over in the direction Joe is pointing and see a flock of young girls who appear closer in age to eighteen than twenty-five. I have serious doubts about whether Dahlia should really have that drink in her hand.

I’m going to need a drink, or five, to deal with this all night.

I order a rum and Coke and walk over to take a seat. Two young ladies instantly surround me.

“Hello, I’m Honey,” says one.

“And I’m Sugar,” says the other.

I give them both a quick once over before focusing back on my drink. They aren’t twins but they look alike, and probably went out of their way to find matching outfits for tonight.

“Is that supposed to be some kind of joke?” I ask.

“No,” says the one who identified herself as Honey. “Those are our names.”

“Our industry names,” says Sugar. “You know… it’s what we go by.”

“And what industry are you referring to?” I ask.

Honey laughs and nudges Sugar. “He’s so funny, isn’t he? We’re dancers.”

I nod and throw back the rest of my drink in one swallow. Damn it, I should have ordered a double.

“Woo-hoo!” yells Sugar. “That’s the spirit, you tossed that back in one gulp. Somebody’s ready to party!”

I glance around the room and notice each one of my colleagues is surrounded by one or more women and they are all beautiful, but my mind is on Jade, not on partying with Honey and Sugar.

“Excuse me, ladies,” I say, quickly making my way to the bar for another drink before searching for a quiet place to make a phone call.

I’ll leave a message if she doesn’t answer this time. Luckily, she does answer and my heart skips two beats.

“Hi handsome, sorry I missed your call earlier,” she says. “I was at the doctor’s office with Jacob.”

I take a seat in the corner of the small room I found and put my drink down on the table. “All okay?”

“He’s fine,” she says. “He has a little ear infection, but he’ll be okay. The doctor gave him some drops and he’s resting now. What’s all that noise in the background? Are you out right now?”

I sigh heavily and take a sip of my drink. “Yeah, the guys convinced me to come out, but I had to sneak away to call you. Nothing holds my attention like you do.”

“Aww,” she says. “You’re so sweet.”

“Speaking of sweet,” I say. “I wish I had more of you to taste. Every time I close my eyes I see the look on your face when you came and I can hear you moaning just as clearly as the night it happened.”

She laughs and drops her voice. “You’re trying to get me in trouble.”

“I sure as hell am,” I say. “When is the next time you can come out with me and get in a little trouble?”

“Um,” she pauses.

I hear paper shuffling in the background and I wait with bated breath for her answer.

“I’m not really sure, especially with Jacob not feeling well, but I’ll let you know as soon as I know.”

“Deal,” I say.

“What do you think about me planning the date next time?” she asks.

“Hmm. What do you have in mind?”

She pauses for a moment before responding. “I don’t know just yet, but I promise you’ll enjoy it.”

“Okay,” I say. “Just so we’re clear, you can plan the date, but I’m the one paying for it, and we’ll let Ed drive.”

She laughs a little and shuffles more papers in the background. “You know you don’t have to pay for every date, but I see chivalry is alive and well when it comes to you.”

“Absolutely. I wouldn’t dream of you paying for anything when you’re with me,” I say, taking a large gulp of my drink. “I’d give anything for you.”

There’s a pause on the line following a small gasp, as if she’s contemplating what I just said. I hope it wasn’t too forward, because it’s the truth.

“I’m going to hold you to that, Mr. Jordan. Be a good boy tonight and I’m sure I’ll have a nice treat for you the next time we’re together. I’m hoping I see you sooner rather than later,” she says. “But at least now we have something to look forward to. Right, Mr. Jordan?”

There’s that “Mr. Jordan” again.

“You’re calling me that on purpose,” I say.

She giggles into the phone. “I sure am, but like I said, don’t worry, we’ll see each other very soon.”

I force the erection threatening to hold me hostage down.

“We sure will, beautiful, even if I have to set up my telescopes to make it happen,” I say.

We laugh together for a moment before ending the call. I put my phone back in my pocket and walk into the private room with a renewed sense of purpose. The guys have loosened up even more. Some of them are dancing with different women and Joe has two ladies sitting on his lap.

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