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My heart and my soul and my fantasy.
She’s everything.
I’m not going to question what I’ve done to deserve her or wonder why we both had to go through so much messy shit in order to get us here.
Wearehere.
With that thought in mind, I cover her body with mine and claim her again.
Chapter29
Haven
My office was never soundproof but today that annoys me more than usual. The loud music sets my teeth on edge. The blended smells of alcohol, perfume and the occasional whiff of tobacco turns my stomach. And the lewd cheering of men fuels my temper.
Though I’ve been here at the club for just two hours, already I can’t wait to leave. The attitude shift might be considered strange. For years the club was more of a home to me than any place else. Now it makes my skin crawl.
Fiona, on the other hand, seems impatient to escape the dull chore of going over the books. She’d rather return to the action.
“It’s Amateur Night,” she points out. “Always good for a laugh.”
True. There’s never a shortage of people who want to get their freak on and experience a moment in the spotlight. But it’s rare that any of them know what they’re doing so it’s closer to a comedy act. Not that I can talk. I wouldn’t be able to rock a pole dance either.
Staring at all these spreadsheet columns is making my vision blur. I flip my laptop closed and return it to my bag, which is then deposited in the safe for now.
“Why not?” I’d been toying with my favorite pair of dice and now I sweep them into a desk drawer. “Had enough of staring at numbers for now anyway.”
Fiona stays seated, eyeing me with a sparkle in her eye that’s almost as bright as the sequins layered on her tight dress.
Abandoning my comfortable chair, I face her with my hands propped on my hips. “Speak up.”
She lifts her shoulders. “And just what makes you think I have something to say?”
Might be my imagination but I could swear her Irish accent has grown stronger. Or maybe I’m just no longer used to hearing it all the time. When Lita woke from her coma, she became my priority. Now Lita and Conner both are my priority and the needs of the club are hardly on my mind. I’m grateful that Fiona has been capable of stepping in to manage the place as well as I do. Maybe better.
I drop my hands from my hips and hop up on the desk. “In case I haven’t mentioned it lately, I owe you big time.”
The overhead light catches the dots of glitter in the corners of her eyes. Her crimson painted lips split into a warm smile. “You’ve mentioned it. And you’ve been quite generous to my bank account. Besides, I’ve enjoyed playing the boss.”
“Lucky for us that you’re good at it.”
She is. The staff adores her. She doesn’t hesitate to keep the rowdiest customers in line and the club’s profits are as high as ever. I’ve given her my apartment since the location can’t be beat. In truth, this office is more hers now that it is mine.
Her eyes flicker over me. “I see your wardrobe changes have become permanent.”
Today I’m swimming in one of Conner’s old tees, paired with comfortable jeans I’ve owned since high school. I can’t remember if I applied any makeup this morning. I don’t think so. Yet somehow I feel more brazenly self confident than I ever did in my savagely sexy club costumes. Spending every day with a man who can send me to my knees with a glance yet treats me like a goddess works wonders for my attitude.
“More than one change has become permanent,” I admit.
She twirls a red curl around one finger. Her smile deepens to mischief. “Dirty gossip only, please. Remember that you owe me.”
“All right, here’s the gossip. Conner fucks me incessantly, has the stamina of a bull and I’m lucky I can walk today. Will that do?”
She heaves out a breath of annoyance. “Awful short on details.”
“Do you want to watch Amateur Night or hear about how hard I come on my boyfriend’s huge cock?”
“Amateur Night.” She checks the zippers on her knee-high leather boots and pretends to yawn. “Cocks are so boring.”
