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“She is. Her name is Jules––”
“Oh, you’re on first name terms now?” His tone is mocking.
“Club names sound a bit weird in the real world,” I quip.
“I wouldn’t know,” he retorts. “The few times I’ve bumped into a woman I hooked up with at the club, I kept walking. Obviously, you didn’t.”
“I couldn’t walk away from her.”
“That sounds heavy.”
“She was crying when I bumped into her.”
Rod’s head jerks back. “Why?”
I give him a quick summary of Jules’s situation.
“Oh, man,” he shakes his head. “Her stepmother is a raving bitch.”
“Don’t get me started,” I growl. “I’m meeting up with Jules early this afternoon so I can understand her father’s business a bit more.”
“Do you think you can help salvage it?”
“I don’t know yet,” I tell him truthfully. “If I can’t, chances are, someone in my circle has the means or contacts to help her.”
“Good point.”
“If that fails, I’ll go straight to Larkin. He knows everybody.”
“He’ll definitely have the right contacts,” Rod agrees.
“Fast forward. One thing led to another, and we ended up at Dark Compulsion.”
“So you weren’t lost in space. You were flashbacking to last night,” he says with a shit-eating grin.
“Idiot,” I chuckle. “She had questions about my tattoos.”
He considers me for a beat. “I’m guessing you didn’t give her a generic answer.”
“I didn’t.”
“What’s different about her?” he asks point-blank.
“Everything,” I state.
His eyebrows shoot to his forehead and he rests his back against the seat. “That’s quite telling, Levi.”
“From the moment I saw her sashaying towards us, there was this crazy, intense connection,” I tell him. “I didn’t think twice last night. I wanted her again. I can count on one hand the number of club conquests I wanted to get to know more. Once we both come, I don’t climb into bed with a woman afterward for a round of Twenty Questions. I’m not an animal. It’s not like I’d kick a woman out right after coming inside her, but I don’t hang out afterwards—”
“Jesus, no,” Rod mutters. He contorts his face in a grimace. “After a courtesy cuddle, I’m out of there.”
“Exactly. I never have a conversation that doesn’t revolve around the sex or mundane things. And I certainly never delve into anything personal.”
“I hear you.”
“It was different with Jules,” I say. “She’s working her way into my head…” And into my heart.
“In what sense?” Rod asks.
