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G.
I saved it for later.
I had to get back to Club Silk, and soon. There was no way around it, not that I minded; I’d only just started gathering information, although I sure as hell hadn’t planned on hooking up with anyone, especially not my first night there. On the other hand, if I just kept showing up without ever playing with anyone, well, that wasn’t going to help me fit in at all.
I had to figure out what to do about G, and sooner rather than later. He’d be there when I went back. Plus, he was sexy as hell even if he did wear that damn mask.
A hand fell on my shoulder, startling the crap out of me.
“Geez,” Nelle said, out of breath and flustered. “Why’re you so jumpy? Relax.”
I waved for the bartender. “Hey there. You made it just in time.” I ordered Nelle a beer with just seconds left in happy hour.
“I haven’t seen you in ages,” Nelle said, getting situated on her barstool. “How’s the job at the paper?”
“I’m liking it better. I mean, I think I’m going to be getting more challenging work.”
Nelle’s face brightened. “No kidding! Tell me.”
I opened my mouth to tell Nelle everything, but I stopped. No doubt she could deal with it but…way too soon. I didn’t want to answer a bunch of questions. I probably wouldn’t have answers for them, anyway.
So I fibbed. “Well, there’s nothing particular to tell yet. It’s just a feeling. I think my editor is listening to me more.”
Who wouldn’t listen to a story about a freaking sex club?
Earlier that day, Ed had called me into his office.
He’d leaned forward in his chair, hands clasped on his desk. “Saffi, what’s up with the Club Silk story?”
“Well, I visited for the first time the other night.”
Of course I glossed over the sexy details, explaining I’d not yet gathered much of substance.
“It’s going to be a good story,” I assured him. “Why do you ask?”
“I don’t know. I mean, is this something you should be doing?” He looked around the room as if there were others present, and then said in a conspiratorial whisper. “Should you”—he gestured at her—“be going to a sex club?”
“Not sure what you’re getting at, Ed.”
“Maybe next time you go, you should take me with you.”
What the fucking fuck.
I had forced a small smile in the hope of wiping the tension off my face. “I’ve got it under control.”
Did he really think she wanted to go to a sex club with him? Jesus.
“Well, all right,” he said. “But before all is said and done, someone else will have to go for fact-checking purposes.”
“I understand.”
Then he had pushed back from his desk and stood like he always did when he was ready to end a meeting. “Okay then. Keep me posted. Good work.”
Nelle was shaking her arm. “Hey. Saffi. You with me? You spaced out again.”
I realized I’d shredded my cocktail napkin. “Yeah, yeah. Sorry. I have to stop letting work get me down.”
Quick save.
