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He winked. “Don’t worry… you’ll enjoy it.”
My skin flushed a little hotter. As did other parts of my body.
Another person walked up behind Jack: the blond mechanic from the diner. He looked gorgeous, but still had the same dour expression on his face as the day before.
“Somebody should tell your friend that blonds have more fun,” I said to Jack. “He doesn’t seem to have gotten the memo.”
“I think he’s constitutionally incapable of having fun.” Jack looked over his shoulder. “Hey, Kade – Fiona says you’re a blond, so have more fun.”
“I’ll think about it,” Kade said without so much as a smile, then walked on over to the bathrooms.
As I watched him go, I noticed Lou watching from the shadows. He and Kade nodded to each other, and then Lou disappeared into his office as Kade walked into the men’s room.
“Wow, your friends’s a regular Mr. Sunshine,” I muttered.
“He’s not a natural blond like you,” Jack smirked.
“Ha ha,” I said, not laughing. But I did pull off the wig.
“Ah, getting ready for Round Four,” Jack nodded. “I like it.”
“I think we can drop the boxing metaphor.”
“Ohhhh, you know what a metaphor is now.”
“I’ve been reading more,” I said sarcastically.
“Well now that you know what it is, why should we drop it? Unless it’s because you already went down in the Third…”
I gasped in indignation, shock, and hilarity – and smacked him hard in the arm.
He just laughed all the harder. “As I predicted, I might add!”
I hit him a couple more times. “Your ass is going down in the Fourth!”
He grabbed me roughly and pulled me to his waist, pressing me hard against his muscled body. “Gladly,” he whispered into my hair, his hot breath tickling my skin, his lips brushing my ear.
Oh God.
I got wet just from the heat against my skin and the rumble of his voice, so low, so… animalistic.
I was about to tell him exactly how long he was going to have to spend on the mat when things went suddenly, disastrously to hell.
9
“HANDS UP!” a man’s voice yelled from behind us.
Two guys in leather jackets and black ski masks walked into the room from the back of the club.
Several strippers screamed.
“SHUT UP!” The apparent leader advanced towards the bar, his pistol pointed straight out in the air, right at Benjy and Shelley. “OPEN THE REGISTER AND GET OUT THE CASH!”
The other guy was sweeping his gun over the group of Midnight Riders, who were still seated.
My heart was hammering in my chest.
Even as a private investigator, I’d never encountered anything like this. I was used to cheating celebrities, not armed robberies.
