“What? Are you going out on a date with Nikos?” Honey asked, making sure to keep the irritation out of her voice. She wasn’t annoyed out of jealousy, but the fact that Nikos wouldn’t accept that she wanted to forget that night when he was still clearly messing with other girls at the club.
She ignored the pinch of annoyance in her chest at the thought. She should have expected this from Nikos. He was a playboy through and through, and she had let alcohol and attraction be the reason to become another notch on his belt. It hurt her pride more than anything.
“No,” Allison said with a pout. “But hopefully, when he sees this dress, we will.”
When Allison saw her frown, she explained herself as they walked upstairs to the second floor.
“Nikos says that now that he’s running the club he wants to be ‘professional’,” Allison said sarcastically. “I was really upset at first, especially when he started being strict with the rules.”
“I told him to be,” Honey admitted, and Allison gasped.
“It was you,” Allison said, accusingly, and Honey rolled her eyes.
“Friend or not. No one will mess up my bag,” Honey said.
“I guess you’re right. The schedule was chaotic,” Allison admitted before shaking her head. “But, anyway. I was really upset because I thought he was just trying to break it off with me because the new girls were coming in, but he hasn’t done anything with them.”
Honey’s eyes widened with shock.
“I know, right?” Allison said, laughing seeing her surprised face. “I thought I would have to fight more than Brittany, but he hasn’t done anything with them and has been strictly professional with them. He hasn’t even done anything with Sweetie either.”
“He hasn’t messed with any of the girls?” Honey asked with slight disbelief, but now that she thought about it, Nikos was really busy all of the time. He wouldn’t have had much time to mess with the girls anyway.
“Nope.”
“That’s good then,” Honey said. “At least, they’re no more catfights. You and Brittany nearly made me poke my eye out.”
Allison laughed sheepishly. “That’s true. But it still sucks, though. I don’t mind that he’s not messing with the other girls. To be honest, I couldn’t stand it. But I wished he hadn’t cut it off with me, you know.”
“He really has a policy of not messing with the dancers?” Honey asked suspiciously. She would have believed it a few days ago, but after what happened, she couldn’t because that night was proof that it wasn’t true, and Nikos’s actions after the deed also proved it. While she had wanted to keep it as a simpledrunken night, he had made it pretty clear that he wanted it to be more; not that she would allow it to be.
“Yep, but I hope I can make him break it,” Allison said as they reached the office door, and she knocked.
“Come in.”
While Allison eagerly stepped inside, Honey hesitated momentarily, suddenly feeling anxious. She had already told herself how she would handle the situation if Nikos brought that night up again, so she didn’t know why she was feeling this way. She quickly swatted that feeling down and stepped into the room, prepared to keep her answer the same.
“Nikos,” Allison said, greeting him cheerfully.
“Allison,” Nikos said as he looked up from his work. He sat behind his desk, wearing a black suit that looked good on him, and yet it was still slightly jarring. She had never seen him dressed so professionally before. But she had to admit begrudgingly that he looked very handsome.
He gave Allison a small smile, one that held familiarity. Honey watched that interaction curiously, but it wasn’t long before Nikos’s blue eyes fell on her, and the smile on his face brightened by a million watts causing her heart to race.
“Honey,” he said, and the way he said her name made her pause because it was spoken with even more familiarity and reminded her of how he whispered it in her ear while fucking her into oblivion.
“Nikos,” Honey said plainly, keeping her tone neutral. She wanted Nikos to know that her mind had not changed, and she was unaffected by what happened the other night, even if the latter were untrue. But Nikos only seemed amused by her dry tone.
“We came to pick up our pay,” Allison announced, trying to grab Nikos’s attention. Nikos nodded, his eyes lingering on her for a second longer before he sifted through his drawer and pulled out two envelopes.
“You did good today,” Nikos told Allison as he passed her an envelope.
“You saw me?” Allison asked, her smile bright.
“No. But you always do good,” Nikos said, winking at Allison. Honey nearly rolled her eyes. He couldn’t be paid to stop flirting. But just as her eyes went up to roll, Nikos’s eyes fell on her again. She arched a brow, and he smirked, causing her to frown, but their exchange of expressions stopped when Allison spoke again.
“You should have seen me perform,” Allison pouted. “But what are you doing tonight?”
“Tonight?”
