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Chapter Six

Andrew

“I’m looking for Trixi Worth,” I said over the music to a topless woman who was more interested in my wallet than in what I had to say.

“She’s busy, but I’m not.” She ran her hand up my chest and I brushed it off. .Most guys wouldn’t mind her attention, even if it was just because she wanted their money. I’ve never paid for attention or sex, and wasn’t about to start now. Didn’t matter if she was in a business suit, she wasn’t my type. I prefer…Someone like Anne.

Where that thought came from was beyond me. That sweet innocent look usually made me want to run. Yet while I was here, I wouldn’t mind crossing paths with Anne again. But fuck, I hated thinking about her on that dance stage peeling her clothes off for a bunch of horny guys. I clenched my fist. That thought shouldn’t piss me off, but it did.

“Like I said, I’m here to see Ms. Worth. That’s all,” I growled.

Oh, fine. I’ll find out if she can see you. What’s your name?”

“Heart,” I said. She looked me over one last time, huffed, and walked away.

Since I’d given Trixi my card yesterday and hadn’t heard, it called for another unannounced visit. This time I wasn’t leaving until she heard what I had to say.

Having coffee with Anne last night reinforced my feeling of urgency over getting Trixi to sign the damn papers. The first thing I’d do when she did was close the doors of The Treasured Chest. No longer would people like Anne feel trapped to work there. I found her to be…intriguing, and she should be free to follow her dreams, whatever they were.

It didn’t take long for Trixi to come out of the office. “Hey, you’re the guy who came by yesterday.”

“I am. I left you my card. You were supposed to call,” I reminded her.

“Actually, you asked me to call, I just didn’t. Truth is, I lost your card. It was a busy night and, well, guess it slipped my mind. So, what did you want again?” she asked.

“To talk about the club. Would it be possible to go into your office where we can discuss in private?” I asked.

“I have someone in my office, so that wouldn’t really work. Maybe you can just tell me what this is about.”

“I am interested in The Treasured Chest,” I stated.

“Obviously, you’re here after all.”

“Not as a…patron. I’m interested in purchasing the club,” I explained.

“You want to buy the place?” she said, louder than I had wanted her to.

“If you don’t mind, I’d like to keep this between you and me for now. The fewer people who know about it, the better.”

“Give me another one of your cards.”

I pulled one out and handed it to her. She scanned it and said, “Andrew Heart?” I nodded. Then she looked me over and said, “I don’t think this conversation should take place here. How about you come by later tonight after the club closes? We can talk then.”

That meant returning here at two a.m. I’d been hoping to get out of Bermoose with just one overnight, but I wasn’t leaving until Trixi and I talked.

“I’ll be here,” I said.

“No, not here. I don’t want anyone thinking we are….providing something…extra to a patron, if you know what I mean,” she whispered. “We run a reputable business here.”

I highly doubted the police would be staking out the place waiting to catch them in the act. But I hadn’t had a chance to get a feel for the law enforcement here. My focus had been elsewhere.

“Okay. You can come to my motel room if you’d prefer,” I offered.

Trixi wrinkled her nose and said, “Like that’s any better. How about you come to my house? We can talk there. And trust me, it’s on a street that no one will notice you coming or going.”

“Fine.” At this point I’d be willing to stand on my head. I knew that if I could get her to hear me out, she’d sign and this would be done. My only concern was that she didn’t seem to have business savvy. Then again, a name like Trixi sounded more like she should’ve been one of the strippers.

“Great. Now either come and enjoy the show, or we’ll see you after we close. You look a bit…stuffy for this place and I don’t want our guests to become…distracted.”

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