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“Where are we?” I look up the distressed wooden sign above an even tattier-looking red wooden door.

“Come.”

“It doesn’t look safe.” I look up and down the empty street for evidence of life. It’s darker now. No one is around and I can’t even hear any music. “It’s not safe on this side of town,” I whisper.

He whispers back, “Why are we whispering? There’s no one around. Be brave. C’mon, Petal.” He tugs me to stand in front of the door.

Petal?

Lincoln pulls his phone out, taps open an app, and then holds it up to the corner of the door.

“Concealed camera. Members only.” He points to the camera.

I narrow my eyes to get a better look and I jump as the junkyard door swings open and pulsating Spanish-style music bellows into the empty street.

“Soundproof door.” He tugs my hand.

“Is this a sex club?” I pull my hand out of Lincoln's and take a step back.

He gives a brief laugh. “Nope.”

“You sure?”

“Yes. I have never been to a sex club in my life.”

“Liar.”

“I’m not lying. Strip club with my friends twice, yes. Sex club, no. I don’t need to pay for sex, Violet.”

“Because most women simply fall at your feet?” I don’t know why I’m suddenly annoyed. I fold my arms across my chest.

“Are you jealous, Ms. West?”

“No.” I pout. I am. It’s a feeling I’m not familiar with.

Lincoln holds his two fingers up to the camera and mouths, “Two minutes.”

And the door closes again.

He moves toward me and gently cups my face.

“Back home, I may have slept with a few girls in the past. But I have changed. I wanted to change. I haven’t slept with anyone in months. I also have never paid for sex. Ever. That sounds nasty.” He shakes his head. “I like you and only you. Violet West, God made you fucking perfect, because you are the most knockout woman I have ever laid eyes on. You are exquisite in every way. And I would love nothing more than to take you back to my place, peel off these sexy clothes, and learn every single glorious detail of this beautiful body of yours because I have been hard for you since the moment you set foot inside the gym the other night.” He moves his lips closer to my mouth. “Now, unfold those arms because all it does is push your tits up even further, and it makes me want to slip my dick between your delicious cleavage and ride it so fucking hard.” His breath airbrushes against my skin.

Holy shit, I want to do that. Pick me.

“But tonight I am taking you out on a date. A proper date to remember. To forget how busy your job is, to relax and have fun. With me. So chill, sweet flower.”

“Okay,” I submissively agree.

His hooded eyes drop to my lips. “Can I kiss you?”

“If you don’t, I might die,” I breathe. He grins and my arms fall to my sides.

It’s the moment I’ve been waiting for since this afternoon.

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