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If you’re wondering why I’m not taking the phone call with her around, it's because my business with Strokes is too sensitive for me to act careless. Besides, I don’t want to pull her into this.
No, I’m not going to tell you what it is now.
Listen, people could be watching.
I mean, look at you. You’re watching the both of us. You think anyone else in this club knows that you’re watching?
Fuck, what if someone else is watching me just like that.
No. If you need to find out, you will.
It’s for the fucking best, doll.
I walk toward the balcony railings, but there’s too much noise up in here. I go down the stairs at a hurried step and, nodding at the bouncer, step inside one of the private rooms. It’s empty and silent, and the soundproof walls prevent the sound of the music from getting in, and my words from getting out. Perfect.
“Strokes? Something happened?” I always get fucking anxious when she calls me. I never know when she’s going to hit me with bad news.
“Took you long enough to pick up the phone, where are you?”
“Destiny’s.”
“Well, well… Seems like someone is having fun,” she says to me. “Listen, I don’t mean to rain on your parade, Austin, but later tonight I’ll need you to be at Python,” she starts, lowering her tone and finally getting down to business.
“Why?” I ask, a bit pissed off. “I thought Maverick was fine with running it tonight.”
Yeah, Maverick always covers for me when I’m not around—running Python without him and Strokes would be close to impossible, but I guess she’s not talking strictly about Python.
“Yeah, he’s running the floor. But I have a new batch of girls coming in,” she whispers into the phone, and I can tell that she’s a nervous fucking wreck.
She drowns herself in caffeine whenever we have girls coming in like this, and goes without sleep for days. Strokes’ bold, but she really gets stressed out when it comes to the real work we do at Python. It’s only natural, though—with the amount of risks we’re taking every day, any sane person would be worried out of their minds.
“Alright, don’t worry. I’ll be there,” I try and soothe her, but I know that she won’t calm down until she sees me inside Python. “Has security been warned to be on the watch for the police?”
“Yeah, they know what to do. I just feel more at ease when you’re here to handle this.”
“I’ll be there, Strokes,” I say.
“You better. Now go have fun, we’ll talk later,” she finishes, ending the call.
Fuck, I wasn’t really expecting a new batch of girls for today. Well, it has to be done anyway.
I push the cell phone into my pocket and head out of the room, anxious to get back to Destiny. My call with Strokes lasted for just a few minutes, so I bet I can still there and find her wet and ready to go…
Yeah, I probably should head right back to Python, but I can’t just leave Destiny like this. To leave her without fucking her would be a sin.
I take several breaths. I need to do what any real man would do.
Go inside.
Fuck the living daylights out of that goddess.
Cum all over her fabulous fucking tits.
Go back to work.
Plan.
I’m heading to the stairway that leads to the balcony over the stage when suddenly a loud bang echoes through the floor, drowning out the music.
