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“Good evening, sir.”
“What on earth are you wearing?”
She’s dressed in what could only be described as a fluorescent pink strapless dress. It’s very tight-fitting and short. Very short. I’m drawn to her legs, long and lean sitting in a pair of strappy silver heels. Her makeup is bright, and her hair is left loose in soft curls. The oddest thing is, she’s wearing a whistle around her neck.
“Oh, this?” she says while waving a hand over herself. “I’m going out with some friends tonight to some gay club. Apparently, there are certain dress codes one must wear to these clubs. I know, I know, I look daft, right?”
My attention focuses on a pair of black pumps sitting by the bed. My stomach weakens slightly as they look exactly like the ones Charlotte wore when I was fucking her on her desk.
No, this definitely isn’t the time to stir things up.
“Here are the papers you requested.”
Her eyes move to where mine are focused.
“Oh, sorry about the mess. I have a friend staying here for a few nights while she sorts some stuff out.”
“She’s here now?”
Kate laughs softly. “Yeah, showering in case she meets someone to hook up with at the gay club… like that’s even possible. She’s arse over tit in love with this jerk, but apparently, he’s cocked up big style. Hey, if you want to meet her, I can always lure her out.”
“I better head out and call it an early night. Say hi to your friend for me.” I chuckle lightly, amused by her visit to a gay club. I’ve never been, nor will I ever want to. Women often baffle me with their interests.
“Will do… and Mr. Edwards?”
“Yes?”
“I hope it works out for you… with her, I mean. I don’t know her, but I can see you love her, and that’s all anyone needs.”
I pause, thinking about her words. “See you tomorrow night.” With the small amount of fight I have left in me, it’s all I can manage to say.
It’s only eight, and I have already done everything possible. Everything is set for tomorrow’s meeting. I’ve been to the gym and showered, and now what? I hear a knock on the door. I open it to be greeted by Rocky and Elijah.
“Dude, you look like shit,” Rocky roars.
I caress my beard, wondering what these two fuckers are doing here.
“Get changed, we’re heading out,” Elijah tells me.
“Where to?”
“Porky’s! It’s all-you-can-eat night.” Rocky laughs.
Porky’s turns out to be a seedy strip joint in the meat-packing district. I don’t know why I honestly thought we were going to an actual all-you-can-eat restaurant. Rocky’s sitting front row center, wearing an I Eat Meat truckers’ cap. His eyes light up any time one of the girls does their show in front of him. I’m surprised he does this kind of thing. I’d have thought Nikki would’ve microchipped him or something.
The girls are nothing special, your typical fake tits, spray-on tan, fake eyelashes type of women, and all bleached blondes. They do nothing to ease my pain, not even when one tries to sit in my lap and rub her tits on my face. I can smell the alcohol on her breath, and her eyes are glassy. No doubt she did a line before she came on stage.
“Do you love this place or what?” Rocky cheers, waving a dollar bill in the air.
“Have you lost oxygen to your brain? Most likely from those extremely tight jeans you’re wearing,” Elijah points out.
I almost spit out my bourbon. They are fucking tight jeans.
“Hey! It’s like the newest trend or something. Nikki picked them out for me.”
“Did she make you wear them tonight so your dick couldn’t get hard?”
“No… it can get hard. It’s just really tight in there.” He squirms.
