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“Yeah. I’ve been ready.”

The house she has available shares land with the house the new guy is renting out. It’s one gravel driveway that splits in two different directions. His house sits on the left, mine on the right. We’re close, but far enough away that it won’t bother me.

“What’s the story on that guy?” I gesture towards his house.

“Not sure. He’s quiet. He keeps to himself, and he doesn’t ask questions. Just the way I like it.”

I nod in understanding. Most people around here don’t want anyone meddling in their business. We all have shit to hide.

“I’ll knock a hundred bucks off the rent a month if you make repairs whilst you’re living here.” Jessi pulls me from my thoughts.

“You’ve got a deal.”

She leaves shortly after, and I walk into my new place. It’s a fucking dump, but I’m not living with Destiny anymore, so it might as well be a mansion.

I glance over in the direction of my neighbor. He’s standing on his porch, looking in my direction. For someone else it might be creepy, but I’m a stripper. I’m used to people staring.

A normal person would wave, but it seems like neither one of us is normal. We just stare.

I pull out my phone when he walks back inside and call Tiffany, asking her to meet me at Destiny’s in a couple of hours. I need to get my shit before she gets her hands on it.

* * *

“I can’t believeyou’re finally moving out of this trailer.” Tiffany has her hands on her hips, scanning my bedroom.

We got lucky, her grandma let us borrow her truck, and Destiny is gone. It’s the perfect opportunity to get the fuck out without any drama.

“I’m so fucking excited.”

“What time do you have to be at work?” she asks, throwing clothes into random bags. We’re trying to move as quickly as possible.

“Nine.” I glance at the clock. It’s just after five.

“Me too. Let’s get this shit outta here before the hag gets home.”

An hour later, we have all of my belongings in the back of her grandma’s truck. I don’t own shit, but I don’t care.

“Sorry I can’t stay and help unpack.”

“It’s cool. I’m gonna put it off until tomorrow. I have a couple of days off, and I need to get ready for work.”

I wave her off, tossing my last few trash bags of clothes into the living room of my newest shit hole. I’m going to have to put this off until later. I’ve got to get a shower in before work tonight.

Later that night at the club, I’m in the back, curling my hair, when Tabby comes in. “Your biggest fan is out there,” she gushes.

“You guys are fucking stupid.” I roll my eyes, but I’ll admit to myself that I would like to get a good look at the guy.

Tonight, is a simple night. I’m basically wearing black lingerie and I get to dance toSailby AWOLNATION. It’s a slower song, but the beat works great for the pole.

I walk out onto the stage and glance near the front. I finally see what all the fuss is about. This guy is fucking hot. I can tell he’s muscular through his T-shirt. He’s got dark, messy locks, but the facial hair does it for me. I feel like I need to know what that feels like between my legs. Tonight’s dance is for him.

Once we lock eyes, I don’t break contact. I want to make sure he knows I’m dancing for him, and only him. Sometimes, if you find the right person in the crowd, you can get off on the dance alone.

“Holy shit, Belle,” Tabby says when I get to the back.

“What?” I grab a towel and wipe my face off.

“You looked fucking hot out there.”

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