So far, no lavish gifts from random men who’d fallen in love with me.
But one nice necklace could be a cool souvenir to talk to my future grandchildren about.
Oh, this? I got this for spying on a casino owner for a shady, handsome stranger!
They’d probably think I was lying.
I kind of liked that idea.
I checked to make sure the phone was set to silent, then added an intricate passcode to it before shoving it in the little tampon and pad zipper of my purse.
Then I slipped on my dress, my shoes, fluffed my hair, and made my way down the hallway.
I wasn’t going to go into Frank’s office before the stage. After was the best time if I was even going to chance it on a night when he already had a little upset.
I got on the stage and started my first set, glad to have something to focus on other than Frank and Milo.
Until, of course, the doors opened in the middle of my second set.
And there was Milo.
Looking just as good as the last time I’d seen him. Better. He’d forgotten to shave his stubble, and I found the shadows only made him more attractive.
He made quick eye contact with me. Then his lips curved up ever so slightly when his gaze slipped to the diamond resting against my chest—heavy, oddly grounding.
But he didn’t linger.
Instead, he made his way over to the bar, ordered a drink, and sat down.
Then, for the next two sets, his gaze oscillated between me, the gathered crowd, and his own phone.
Eventually, Frank came back in during my last set, huffing, jaw tight.
I had a feeling that poor “Eric” had no idea what the hell he’d done to piss off Frank.
When Frank made his way to the bar, there was Milo. Being all charming and newly familiar.
The two of them shared a drink and a conversation.
Then, like it was the plan all along, he and Frank made their way to the door.
Milo held the door for Frank.
But the real reason was clear when he glanced back at me.
His gaze held.
And I could practically hear his words in my own head.
Now’s your chance.
So much for trying to take it slow.
CHAPTER TEN
Roe
My stomach felt like it was at my feet even as my heart lodged itself real far up at the back of my throat, making it feel like I couldn’t draw in a proper breath.
