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"She fucked someone else."
"Ouch. Been there. I take it she didn't stay with him long?"
I let a grunted huff. "Her. She didn't stay with her for long and correct."
Nikki's mouth opens wide, her eyes round. "You've got to be kidding me."
"Do you know any man who would joke about their ex cheating on them with another woman?"
"Well, no."
I lift my shoulder, not saying anything else. What else is there to say?
"When Seth cheated on me, I blamed myself for a long time. He always told me that he felt like he was sleeping with a dead person because I was apparently that bad in bed. It took me some time to see things clearly. I know now he was lacking and not me. I imagine it's the same for your situation."
"You know the sad part," I tell her, stopping when her phone rings. She doesn't even look away from me, something that used to drive me nuts with Lacey. She never gave two shits about ignoring me when her phone went off in favor of whatever notification came through. "The sad part is I wasn't even that upset. She gave me an out from a relationship that was suffocating me."
"Why didn't you just break it off with her?"
"You know, I don't think anyone has ever asked me that. Maybe I was wrong for not ending it before she had a chanc
e to cheat. I thought I loved her, but after we split, I realized what we shared was never close to that. Sure, at a time I cared about her, but love? No."
Nikki nods, taking another bite.
"I'm sure it's not a shock that she wasn't the most level-headed person."
"Understatement," she snorts.
"She would get jealous. So fucking jealous. I guess it just wasn't worth the fallout that I knew would come if I broke it off, so I just kept on, resenting her more and more with each day that passed. The day I caught her with Hannah, I felt nothing but relief."
"Hannah? You mean the same girl who you said hello to earlier?"
"That would be the one."
"Wow. That's some messed-up stuff. Sounds like an episode of The Young and the Restless."
"Welcome to my life."
"So that's why you're single? Because of what Lacey did to you?"
"Partly," I tell her honestly, weighing my words while she waits for me to continue. "You know what I do at Dirty when I'm not in my office. When I'm working the bar, which isn't often anymore, it's my job to use my sexuality to make the customers feel some kind of rush, the same rush that keeps them coming back day after day. To those women, every time I dance, they think it's some unspoken promise. It's not easy for someone to see the man they're in a relationship with charming other women for a living."
Nikki brushes it off as no big deal, but I've never met a woman who didn't get jealous when faced with that situation I just described. Ever. None of the guys, with the exception of Nate, are in relationships. Dent had a woman for a while, but just like me and Lacey, she couldn't handle him working at Dirty.
"I used to strip," I continue, not sure why I told her that.
"I know." She smirks. "Nate isn't shy about his past. He told Em and me a long time ago about how he knew you."
I narrow my eyes. "That's it; nothing else to say?"
She places her burrito down and tilts her head at me. "What do you want me to say? I'm not like those little insecure girls you seem to be comparing me to, Shane. I don't get jealous. If someone is with me, they have all my trust until the day they don't deserve it anymore. Plus, it's kind of hot."
"Kind of hot?" Is this girl for real?
"The idea of my man working hard for his business, using his body to drive women mad enough that they crave him but knowing I'm the one that he comes home to? The only one who gets what he taunts others with. Yeah, that's hot."
"Are you real?" I voice the question bouncing around in my mind.
She giggles. Cute as fuck. "I don't know, honey. How about you take me to one of our homes and find out for yourself how real I am?"
I'm up from the table without having to be told twice. She chuckles the whole time while I toss our trash and grab her hand to pull her from the building. When I have her outside, I spin her body and press her into the side of my car with my hips. I rub my hard-as-fuck cock against her, loving the fuck out of that hum that comes from her parted lips. Her head tips back when I close the distance between our mouths.
Right before mine touches hers, I smirk. "Add honey to the yes column."
Then I take her mouth, kissing her deep. Giving anyone who drives by a show, I thrust my body against hers slowly, driving us both mad. Her nails bite into the skin exposed from my rolled-up sleeves, and when I pull away from her and we're both panting heavily, she tightens her hold.
"I thought there was no first date sex," she gasps, still trying to catch her breath.
"Fuck the first date."
"PLEASE!"
His hand lands against my swollen center again, the sensation stinging through my whole body. I pull at the ropes keeping my wrists bound to his headboard and feel the overwhelming need for more of him cranked up to dangerous levels.
"I'm being lenient, Nicole. Keep it up and I'm going to think you're purposely not following the rules."
