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“Nothing,” I answered quickly, though I heard Cade chuckle behind me.
I would have to remember to thank Ellis later for making this just about as awkward as possible. I could already hear him laughing.
“Let’s go in, then. Make this foursome thing happen,” Jamie said gruffly.
Cade held the door open for me, the very definition of a gentleman, but his hand slid down from where it had been on my lower back to cup my ass as we stepped inside. I glanced up at him in surprise, but found him assessing Jamie. He frowned when Jamie pointed to a table.
Cade shook his head.
“Over there would be better.”
“Afraid you’re wrong.” Jamie interlaced his fingers in mine and tugged.
I quickly pointed to a table smack dab in the middle. “There will do just fine,” I said.
I slipped my fingers from Jamie’s and strode confidently forward. I couldn’t believe it when they fell into line and followed after me. I secretly grinned on my way to the table. I liked that I had my boys under my control.
Inside, beams of neon light sliced through dark, hazy air. Girls in various stages of undress were twirling on, sliding down, dancing around, and climbing up silver poles. An audience of men and women watched, some trying (or not trying) to hide their own poles (the guys, that is). Loud, pulsing music, pasties, thongs barely covering shaved pussies, ultra-tall platform heels, and lots and lots of liquor. Standard strip club fare?
I wouldn’t know, given I’d never been in a strip club before.
And to think this was all my idea...
I stood there in awe, taking it all in.
Nerves made my chest go tight. Bad idea. Horrid idea. I should run. We all should run.
Jamie held out my chair for me, but before I could sit down Cade grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me in for a wet, passionate kiss.
“You can do this,” he murmured. “I know you’re nervous, but you have us if anything goes sideways. So just enjoy the night. You never know where it might take you.”
His kiss and his words eased my tension and I gave him a soft smile. Then I caught sight of a glaring Jamie.
“Um, can we order drinks?” I asked.
“What would you like, Tessa?” Cade asked.
“She wants whiskey.” Jamie’s voice was a challenge. He stood up even taller, if that was possible.
“How do you know she wants whiskey?” Cade crossed his arms and I noticed he, too, was now flexing. “Maybe you should ask her what she wants.”
Jamie grinned and cocked his head at Cade. “I know what she wants,” he said, “and it certainly isn’t a kombucha-tini or a namaste-on-the-beach.”
Cade gritted his teeth as he said, “She’s in charge. Let her get what she wants.”
Jamie stepped closer to Cade, his knees bumping against my legs. Cade immediately did the same, so I was wedged tightly between them. I guess this was sort of what I wanted...just with less tension and more nakedness.
Reaching up, I grabbed each of their wrists and tugged until each of them sat down in a chair at my side. A waitress with a tray of empty glasses walked by and I smiled at her. “Three gin and tonics, please.”
“Sure thing, doll.”
I looked first at Cade, then Jamie, before facing the stage where a girl’s legs were stretched wide on the pole. The sight held me hypnotized for several moments before I shook my head and got back to the task at hand.
“Listen,” I hissed like I was a librarian scolding two boys in the quiet section (I made a mental note to keep that image for later, um, “me” time), “we’re here because we need a fourth to do this sex study and we don’t have much time. I have to send in the application in a few days. I can’t think of a place with more eager guys than a strip club, so let’s get over ourselves and get to work.”
They’d actually tried to talk me out of the strip club idea, unsure whether we could find a guy there who was good enough for me (aw, so sweet!) but then I’d asked them point blank if either of them frequented strip clubs. My point made, they’d given in.
Still, I knew we probably wouldn’t find the right guy for me at the strip club. But that was okay. It was worth a shot. Plus, I’d been curious about what a strip club would be like. I’d also been curious about how Cade and Jamie would beina strip club. Would they gawk at the naked women? Would they lose interest in me? That’s what I’d been afraid of, but since we’d walked in, their attention hadn’t wavered from me or each other, which affirmed I'd done the right thing choosing them to be my sex study partners. Even if we didn’t find our third here in the strip club, I’d consider the evening a success.
