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“But nothing will happen to me, daddy. I’ve got you and Sylvia and Summer to take care of me.”
I look into his sparkling green eyes and tears sting my eyes at the innocent trust he has placed in us. And I hope with all my heart that I can live up to the confidence he has placed in me.
We make some headway with floating but I sense his nervousness about putting his head back in the water. I don’t pressure him and move to the side of the pool to teach him to flutter kick. My body is sore and in need of rest but I keep going.
When Sylvia comes to collect him, I watch him go with a heavy heart. I remember how many other promises I have broken over the past weeks. I am somewhat glad that Sylvia stopped me in my tracks this morning. I fear I am losing my grip on the already delicate relationship I have with Ryan. If only I could find a location for a new club so that I can get my fix of accomplishing a goal. I know that I am like a bulldog whenever I am fixed on a task, often to the detriment of everyone and everything else.
I stand beneath the hot needles of the shower, weary to the bone but glad I had kept my promise to Ryan.
I rest until late afternoon before taking care of a few business related items. That night, I am back at work, doing the usual mingling rounds early in the evening when the crowd is still young. But I have no doubt that before midnight, it will be difficult to move through the throng. One of the best ideas I had over the years was to label one Saturday a month for some special consideration. In May, I had heavily discounted anyone who had turned twenty-one that week. We had dubbed itFirst drink on Frictionand it had been a roaring success. Tonight, the first Saturday in July, is ladies’ night. Any woman arriving before midnight is half off entry and with a complimentary drink. As expected, there is an inflow of patrons just before midnight. The bar becomes almost invisible as the ladies collect their drinks.
I take another cruise of the floor for an hour, turning down a few requests from women to join me in my loft as I prefer to do the inviting myself. And that alone makes me all the more desirable in the eyes of the ladies. Before long, I return to my station in the office above. I have the cameras forFrictionfront and center, catching every angle of every room.
I see a few wistful glances thrown up at the heavily tinted glass, as though they know I am somewhere beyond. I decided long ago not to go the route of entertaining groupies. I usually go for the mature type who are clear on the fact that we are not an item. It is amazing how many women are out just for kicks themselves and rather relish the no strings attached arrangement.
After what Marlene and Tommy had done to me in Florida, I refused to fall in love again.
I change from camera to camera, thoughts racing in my head. It has been a month or so since I’ve had some sex and I know that I am getting more than a little horny. I half entertain the idea of checking if any of my hook-ups were available and want a free pass into the club tonight.
I find my foot moving to the beat of the music below as I continue to scan the cameras. Archer’s crew has a room in the basement where they are constantly scanning the cameras as well so I really do not have to be doing this: it is a choice.
Maybe tonight, I will let security do their job. With the way I am feeling, I probably do need to make a phone call. The earlier, the better too as inviting the lucky lady home is out of the question. With Ryan now in my life, any woman I get serious about will have to know that he is a very important part of my life. With Ryan the way he is, I do not see anyone putting up with us for very long. Well, almost anyone.
I refuse to allow my thoughts to drift toward Summer. Suffice it to say that she is like a breath of fresh air in our lives. But she is off limits as Ryan’s nanny. The night she fought with her ex, my reactions confused me. First of all, why should I feel jealous when I hear him ask to move back in and relieved when she says no? It’s not any of my business. And, she is too young for me. she is only twenty-six. I usually can be with women up to five years younger than me. Over that is pushing it for me. Still, I am fascinated by her.
I push thoughts of Summer aside and turn my attention back to the camera. I do an instant doubletake. Have I conjured her up by thinking about her? Or is it her lookalike?
With a hesitant finger, I zoom in on the woman who has caught my eye. Maybe I don’t have to make a phone call after all. A quick trip to the dance floor to feel out this woman should suffice.
I swallow hard as I look at her gyrate to the beat of the music. Her hair masks her face as she dances. The little red dress she wears is like a second skin, showing off her curves to perfection. Her breasts sit high on her chest, and I wonder how perfectly they would fit in my hands. Her legs are toned and her muscles flex with each step. She swings her hips and raises her arms as she turns. Her ass jiggles slightly as she bends over. She straightens and flings her hair back and I feel as though I have been hit in the chest with a sledgehammer.
She does notlook likeSummer. SheisSummer!
I watch her lick her lips, throwing back her head with her eyes closed. There is a tiny smile on her lips and I wonder what she is thinking that makes her so happy. She grinds in time to the music, and I am instantly flooded with images of her grinding down on my cock. Arousal fills me as I feel the friction of my erection rub against the fabric of my dress pants. I palm my crotch as I continue to watch her, squeezing my cock and groaning softly.
Shit!
I catch a hold of myself and switch cameras. Instantly, she disappears into the crowd. What the hell am I doing lusting after my son’s nanny?
It takes some doing throughout the rest of the night. But it takes every ounce of self-control within me not to find her in the crowd again, or to do the unthinkable of having her escorted to the loft. But I have to remember Ryan. The lines between Summer and me are drawn and I dare not cross them. Nor do I dare to entertain the excuses I could use to cross them.
Yes, I’m sure being with her would be heavenly, but the aftermath could hurt Ryan and that I will never do, so I distract myself by turning off the cameras and focusing on the plans I’m making for the new club I’ll have, come hell or high water.
Chapter Seven
Summer
“Whew!Ineededtonightmore than I realized. Thanks again, Lola!” I turn on the air-conditioner and sigh as I begin to cool down.
“No problem, darling. We need to do this at least once a month, you know? We can budget for it or wait untilFrictionhas ladies night again.”
I look over at her and she smirks.
“Baby steps, okay?”
“Okay nothing. Do you think Steven’s been taking baby steps in moving on from you?”
I roll my eyes. I know she is right. I have heard things going around in our friends’ circle and it makes me wonder if he was cheating even before we broke up.
