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“I do. Take it. Spend it on whatever you want. It’s your tip.”
“Zuko,” Kyson whisper-shouts next to me.
She smirks and slides the card into her bra, and I watch the sexy as fucking sin movement.
“If you say so.” She turns and sashays off without another word.
“You didn’t just give her your card as a tip, did you?” Kyson asks.
“I can cut it off once I deem she’s spent enough,” I tell him.
“And what if she buys a house?” he questions.
“Please. She wouldn’t,” I reply, shaking my head.
The little one approaches again and smiles at us all.
“Where is she?” Kyson asks.
“Oh, she left for the night. You really cheered her up.” She grabs the empty glasses and takes them back to the bar.
Kyson starts laughing next to me and Kenzo joins in as well. Grayson just stares at me over the rim of his glass with a closed lip smile lifting his brows.
“You got it bad.”
“No such thing,” I say, standing. “Now, leave a tip. And be fucking generous.”
“Fuck, no. I’m keeping my black card, thank you very much,” Kyson snaps as Grayson pulls out a few hundred dollar bills and leaves them on the table.
I watch that handsy slob grab his cock as he stumbles to the bathroom.
“Don’t do it,” Kyson warns from next to me.
“I’ll be quick,” I reply as I follow grabby hands, and they move toward the exit. I walk straight into the bathroom and lock the door once I’m inside. Thankfully no one else is in here.
He goes to the stall instead of the urinal, and I walk up behind him and pull out my pencil knife and stab him in his carotid artery. Just as fast as I push it in, I pull it out, and he slumps forward, his head hitting the toilet. I step out of the stall, shut the door, and wash my hands before I leave.
He cries like a baby, and it’s like music to my ears.
Slimy fucking bastard.
Now, I wonder how much that little ball of trouble will be spending on my card.
SIX
Alaska
“You’ve reachedSage from You Beat It, We Spit It. First, let’s start with your name,” I sing the words as I sit down on my new couch.
Gosh, luxury really does cost money.
I’m lucky enough to do this job from the pleasure and safety of my own home.
“Sage.”
Damn him and that voice.
“Zuko.” I know who it is straight away. And I wonder again why someone like him would be calling a sex line. I mean, I’ve seen the way he looks, and he is easy on the eyes. I wonder if he has some fucked-up fetishes. Yeah, that has to be it. “I want to ask you something.”
