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It took me probably a full minute to get my head back on straight after he asked that question because I suddenly had an image of him pushing me against a wall and kissing me breathless.
I doubted that's why he asked, but that's where my head went.
"That question is definitely inappropriate at a job interview," I managed to say through heavy breaths. I didn't know what to do or think about the way my heart raced around this man.
"It's an element we have to factor in for a job like this. If your boyfriend is the jealous type I need to know. While they aren't even allowed on site for the first ninety days, that rule won't stop some douche bags."
I blinked. "Are you offering me a job?"
"Yeah. I think I am. When you're done in here, go up front and see Tel. You can't miss him. He's the one sitting at the bar glued to his fucking laptop. He'll get your paperwork and background check done."
I blinked again before my heart soared. I was so happy I almost started jumping up and down. I refrained, although barely. I also thought about wrapping my arms around this beast of a man and thanking him from behind grateful tears. But the look he was giving me said it all.
Don't even think about it.
"Okay. Thank you so much."
He grunted and turned to walk away. I watched him go because how could I not? The man was a specimen in perfection and he looked real good in jeans, a form fitting white t-shirt and a leather vest. Real good.
"I don't," I blurted at his back before he could escape through the door.
He turned. "Excuse me?"
I smiled widely. "You asked if I have a boyfriend," I reminded him. "I don't."
He stared at me for a few long seconds more and I held my breath, but the only response I got was another grunt and him disappearing through the doorway.
Despite his strange behavior, for the first time in a very long time, or maybe ever, I felt hope for the future. Real hope.
CHAPTER THREE
JD
Twenty-fucking-four.
Almost half my age.
I swiped my hand across my face and tried to push that information out of my mind. Just because she was legal didn't mean anything. Not for me personally. As I reminded myself of that, my mind flashed back to her on the stage half-naked and grinding on my pole.
No. Not my pole. Fuck. I was never going to get that out of my head.
Maybe I just needed to get laid. It had been a while since anything other than my own hand had touched my dick. Another image flashed through my mind of her kissing her way down my chest as those small hands of hers stroked my heated skin in that direction.
Ugh. This was not good. I needed to get the hell out of here and clear my head. There weren't a lot of lines I wouldn't cross, but sleeping with my brand new much too young employee with the best ass I’d ever seen, might finally be a limit I didn’t know I had. Especially one that looked as innocent as that one. Someone like that would turn tail and run the moment she got a whiff of my real life.
I turned and headed towards the front door at the same time she emerged from the dressing room in those tight jeans and an even tighter tank top that made it far too easy for me to make out the outline of her nipples. She flashed me a shy smile and I automatically smiled back.
She froze mid step, shock crossing her features.
What had just happened? Before I could figure it out, I was interrupted.
"Hey, boss. We have a problem." Bear came up beside me and I could sense his gaze on the girl as she finally got her ass back in gear and moved in the opposite direction on the hunt for Tel.
"What's wrong?" I asked, tracking her movement instead of turning my attention to Bear and whatever problem he was about to hit me with.
"Bruce had to leave. Emergency with one of his kids and two of the dancers from tonight's shift have called in sick."
I squeezed my eyes shut for a moment and then forced myself to turn to Bear when I opened them again. "His kid okay?" The club manager leaving just before the dinner crowd came in wasn't great news, but family was more important.
