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He cocked his hip and put a hand on it while the other tilted his hat. “What? You don’t like my party attire?”
“You’re so damn cute.”
He grinned. “Thank you. I’m ready to celebrate.”
“Where’s Junior and Pey?”
“Out on the floor, I’m guessing. We came separately. I got here before they left the office so I could get ready.” He spun, the light catching the pink glitter he’d sprayed over his body. He was good about not overdoing it. The glitter was just enough to give him a bit of a sparkle.
“No mask?” Dominic always danced with a mask on. When he started working here, it was one of his conditions. He didn’t want the members to know who he was. That was also when he was working for Junior. Now he worked here full time. Since his relationship with Junior and Peyton went public, the members knew Dominic was the very sexy dancer, Ocean.
“It doesn’t go with the hat. I’m going to put it on later when I dance though.”
I stood. “Let’s not keep your fans waiting.”
Dominic looped his arm through mine as we went down the hall and out onto the main floor. It was after eight at night on a Monday. Dominic normally danced the dinner shifts on Mondays but since it was his birthday, I asked if he wanted to go on later so we could have a party for him. He readily obliged.
The club was nearly full when we entered. Dominic was my top performer, raking in more money than the other dancers. He waved as we came out, blowing kisses to Peyton and Junior. I didn’t miss the way Peyton’s eyes narrowed at us where Dominic held my arm. He was possessive over his men. He also knew damn well I’d never make a move on Dominic. I certainly wouldn’t on Junior. Not that he wasn’t attractive, I didn’t see him that way.
For as long as I could remember, West Dremest had been ruled by my family and Junior’s. Not in actuality. Neither of our families were in politics, but it was our side of the city. My family founded Dremest way back when, naming it after themselves then dividing it in half by the creek which ran through it. Generation after generation of Dremests lived and worked here. My brother and I continued the tradition, working in the city. What happened after us, I wasn’t certain. I didn’t want kids and Xaiden hadn’t looked at a woman seriously since Sasha died. At least our parents weren’t the type to harp on us about children, though given the opening, Mom brought up me adopting. Back when JJ and I were together I might have had fanciful dreams of it happening. Those shattered when my heart did.
I looked out over the crowd, who was walking toward us to wish Dominic a happy birthday. The members knew they couldn’t touch him, but they could smile and talk with him.
Untouchable was named what it was for a reason. The members didn’t lay a finger on the dancers. Not while they were on stage, out here, or while they were in a private room. To tip them, there were envelopes on each table and in the private rooms along with pens. They wrote the dancer’s name on it and dropped it in a secured box on the way out.
Junior and Peyton were there waiting with open arms for Dominic, who was careful how he hugged them, not wanting to get pink glitter on their suits. They both took turns devouring his mouth, pink gloss shining on their lips when they pulled back. I was certain it was done to let the members in the club know Dominic was very taken.
I smiled. It was nice seeing them together and happy. The feeling was fleeting. There and gone. Their happiness wasn’t meant for me. I didn’t get my happily ever after.
My eyes latched onto Greer, but I avoided looking into his. I knew what I’d see. My heart couldn’t take it. He hadn’t been here in a while, and I drank him in like a man in search of water in the desert. He looked damn good in his black slacks, white button-down, and navy tie. His arms were crossed, showing off the impressive muscles beneath the fabric, ones I knew intimately. Ones I’d licked and kissed. I’d tasted every tattoo on him. I had to pull my gaze away before he caught me. Hell, he might have already.
Leaving the crowd to their festivities, I went to the bar to make sure the trays were being loaded. There was always a round on the house when there was a birthday.
If I stayed back here, I wasn’t watching the floor. I wasn’t focusing on someone I shouldn’t still crave. Whose touch had the power to send my body ablaze.
Greer was off-limits. I couldn’t let us have what we used to. It wasn’t good for either of us.
4
JJ
By the time Friday afternoon rolled around, I was coming out of my fucking skin. All I could think about was Greer beneath me, my cock buried in his ass. What his moans would sound like. How his lips would taste.
Me bringing up sex to him was stupid yet seemed right when I’d said it in his office. Except now I felt unhinged. Like I wouldn’t be calm again until I got my hands on his body.
We’d had meetings on Wednesday and yesterday, where I had to force myself to remain in my seat while he rattled on in tech language that went over my head. I was the car guy. He was the technology guru. I’d learned some stuff from him but not enough to speak his language.
“Jay,” Val said quietly.
I jumped, nearly knocking my ass from the stool I was sitting on. There was a long table spread out in front of us where we were going over drawings and marking them up. Sometimes it was easier on the tablet. Others, I needed to see it in front of me where I could write on it.
Spinning, I glared at Val. “What?” It wasn’t his fault I was short with everyone, yet I still took it out on my team. Luckily, they were used to me and would tell me to go fuck myself if I got to be too much.
“It’s six. Time to go.”
I waved him off. “Take the truck home. I’ll get a car.” I wasn’t ready to leave. I’d barely gotten anything done today.
“You sure?”
