Page 23 of Party Girl


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“The thing is, you’ve gotta cut me some slack here, beautiful,” he went on with a philosophical shrug. “My woman’s got to watch some swinging dicks strut their stuff right in front of her face because it’s her fucking job. Short of kidnapping you and locking you in my basement—which, I’ll admit, I’ve thought about more than once—there’s not a helluva lot I can do to stop you. What I can do is sit here and do two things.”

“Two things?” She was afraid to ask. But... “What two things?”

“So glad you asked. One, make a real bold-ass statement that basically says none of those swinging dicks had better come near what’s mine, or they’ll regret it. And two, distract you so damn much the only real takeaway you’re going to have of this night is of me showing you what a good time really means.”

“Ooh,” Bebe remarked, making big eyes at them. “That’s why you came by way of the Pendry. I get it now.”

Hannah turned to stare at her. “What are you talking about?”

“I went ahead and booked the Tower Suite for tonight,” Dalton answered for her, and as Hannah swung back to him she heard Bebe let out another squeal. “No matter how much cock you might see during this fucking show, the only cock you’re going to remember is mine.”

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