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Turning to look over the room, I take a long sip of my beer, the cool liquid easing the burn in my throat and the tension riding my shoulders.
A couple walks past me arm in arm, both with expressions of intrigue and a little fear. Following their path with my eyes, I understand the mix of emotions. Those two are headed to one of the back rooms for what I assume is the first time.
There’s no telling from night to night what Myth has set up back there, but that’s all part of the mystery and thrill of it.
This place isn’t exactly a strip joint or a dungeon.
It’s both and neither at all.
A mix of everything that can entertain and tantalize.
You’re not forced to participate, but you’re always welcome to try.
Some of the employees who work out on the floors also work those backrooms. So even if you come alone, you can find a partner willing to experiment with you or give you exactly what you’re after.
It all comes down to how much you’re willing to spend on the experience.
Me, personally? I’ve never been the type. But if the right…
My stare lands on a woman I’ve seen before but forgot about over these past few weeks.
So much has been going on with Emily’s return and Tanner’s bullshit with Luca that she hadn’t crossed my thoughts.
Until now, at least.
And fuck, she’s exquisite.
Tucked away in one of the side cages that’s elevated on a platform, her body is barely hidden beneath a black bra top and tight, black shorts. Strong legs and thick hips keep perfect time with the beat of the music, her eyes closed as she loses herself to the sultry, fast-paced song.
Her long blue hair is what draws my attention to her, the thick strands bouncing around her body as she dances, those fake black angel wings not fooling me in the slightest.
My fingers clench tighter around the cold beer bottle, the rim tipped to my lips as I swallow and keep watching her.
Why the hell was she at the governor’s mansion on the night of the engagement party? It’s a mystery I’d wondered that night, and again the second time I caught sight of her when Shane and I started the fight.
Remembering how I’d brushed past her on my way to corner Emily with Ezra, I’m starting to believe I made the wrong choice that night.
I’d rushed to a woman who wants nothing to do with me, instead of stopping in my tracks for one who could very easily distract me from all the bullshit in my life.
Whoever she is, she’s lost to the music, and I’m captivated by the way she moves, by the glimmer of sweat on her skin, by the easy suggestion that her swaying body makes about what it could be like to be moving with her.
She’s exactly the distraction I need tonight.
If only for a night.
Hell, maybe just an hour.
It takes effort to peel my eyes away from her to look down at the base of the stairs leading to her cage.
Last time Shane and I were here, one of the male employees stood bodyguard and wouldn’t let me pass, his eyes a warning stare that kept me from getting too close to her.
He’s not here tonight, though. And the rule of this club is that dancing with these girls isn’t off limits … just as long as they approve the company.
They get paid well for what they allow, I’m sure. And if it costs me every last dollar I have in my wallet, I’m willing to pay the price of feeling nothing for an hour or two.
Notnothing, I guess.
But something other than the anger and pain that comes with all the fucked-up parts of my life that appear to have returned and are knocking on my door.
