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Now it was Adam’s turn to laugh. “I do wear other things on occasion. But white collared shirts are easy and they work for any occasion.”

“Guys have it so much easier than girls,” she complained snuggling closer. She was trying to work up the courage to ask him to go up to her room with her, but it wasn’t easy prepping herself to make the first move. “We don’t have any articles of clothing that do that.”

“What about a little black dress?” Adam traced his finger down her nose to her lips as she tilted her head back at him. Being tucked under his arm was nice. Now if only she could get him to kiss her and then she could suggest they could go up to her room.

“That’s still only appropriate for certain occasions. Besides, I don’t think I own one.”

“Somehow that doesn’t surprise me.” He brushed a soft kiss across her lips, not at all the kind she was looking for and then sighed as he glanced over at the clock. “I should head out.”

“Oh...” She tried to keep the disappointment out of her voice but she knew she wasn’t entirely successful. So much for being a good actress. “I was hoping that maybe...”

This time the look Adam gave her was amusement tempered with a sensual hunger that made her insides feel all jumpy. “Are we still going to Stronghold tomorrow night? We can play there... or you can come home with me afterwards. Or both.”

“Yes,” she purred, pressing her breasts against his side.

Adam chuckled and brought his mouth down on hers, much more roughly, stealing her breath away with the intensity of his kiss. When he finally released her, her body was throbbing. “I do have to go though. If you don’t have any plans, I’d love to have you stay the weekend with me.”

“I have to teach a dance class on Saturday for my parents...” she smiled hopefully up at him. “Want to come?”

“Sure.”

This time the smile she gave him was nothing short of brilliant.

23

Angel

When Angel arrived at the club, she still felt the same amount of nervousness as last week as she pulled off her coat. Lexie gave her an approving once-over.

“Hot damn woman!”

Angel laughed. “If I’d seen you last weekend, you would’ve seen this outfit already.”

The crisscrossing leather straps were surprisingly comfortable, or would be once she got in the club. The entryway was a little cold though. The low whistle by the door separating the lobby from the rest of the club made her glance over. Jared was on duty tonight and he gave her an encouraging wink.

Lexie groaned. “Yeah, I’m sorry about that. I heard you got here just in time for all the drama.”

“Are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” Lexie said stoutly. “People have been telling Patrick all week how much they enjoyed the Valentine’s Day party. I think Stronghold needs to do more themed nights, so I’m going to try to convince Patrick of that tonight... which means not pissing him off with what I’m wearing.”

Looking over Lexie’s outfit of a baby blue corset and hot pants, which was incredibly sexy on her slim little body, Angel could only shake her head. “You think this won’t piss him off?”

“Well in comparison to what he knows I could be wearing...”

They both giggled.

“Well, good luck,” Angel said. “I love the idea.”

“Thanks. Have a good night tonight—uh... where’s Adam by the way?”

“He should be here soon,” Angel said. They’d decided to take separate cars to Stronghold. Well, she had decided. She’d agreed to spend the entire weekend at his house, but for her that meant she also wanted to be able to leave when she needed to or go out and run an errand if she wanted to. Not that she thought there might be any negative reason to want that, but she liked the freedom of having her own car there.

“Great, well go on in. No one else is here yet except Andrew, he’s behind the bar.”

“Thanks!”

She stopped to chat with Jared for a couple of minutes on her way in. The big guy wasn’t looking so good. His eyes looked tired and even though he smiled at her before waving her into the club, there was an exhausted resignation hanging about him which she didn’t like. To be honest, it kind of reminded her of the way Leigh was when things weren’t going well with Michael. Adam had told her about Jared’s relationship with his submissive, Marissa, and to Angel it sounded like she was dragging the big Dom around on all sorts of strings. Kind of emotionally abusive, which was weird to think about when the victim was a big, hulking guy like Jared, but that was life.

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