Sure, I’d been curious at first. There was more than one night I went home and locked myself in my room and jacked off to the memory of the women on the stages. However, I’ve worked with them far too long for any of the dancers or what happens at clubs to faze me.
Movement to the left has me looking around and spotting the shore. We’ve already turned around, and we’re nearly to the docks. The women finished their last dance and are now mingling with us, trying to drum up future work.
“Will any of you need us again for future occasions? Perhaps another private event, maybe something a little more intimate than a crowd.”
My mysterious beauty asks the group, and there’s that coyness I expected. She’s looking straight at me as she speaks. I feel like she’s propositioning me rather than just trying to sell a dance by tossing in a little dirty talk. I won’t assume she’s offering more than the dances, or that if she did, it would be of her own free will and off the clock.
“We’ll definitely keep you in mind. I have a birthday coming up next month. I think you ladies would be gifts I’d love to unwrap.”
I look at the guy who sounds like a kid in a candy store. I think his name is Mike, but I don’t remember since he’s just been drooling all night. Not exactly a conversationalist. I glance over at Julián, and he rolls his eyes. The brunette isn’t looking at me, so I inch closer to my friend.
“There’s something not quite right about her.”
“What do you mean?” His lips barely move as he speaks.
“Her aura—it’s too strong. Earlier, when thatgilipollasmade it sound like this was some rape cruise, it wasn’t defiance or arrogance because she’s gorgeous. I don’t know how to articulate it, but where the other women appeared scared for that moment, she was the opposite. She wasn’t even offended. And I don’t mean she just has a thick skin. It didn’t faze her at all. Like she could handle it if he got aggressive.” Asshole.
“I noticed it too. There was a ‘you-can-try’ challenge about her. Maybe it was a touch of defiance. But that seems out of place for someone whose tips depend upon being coy. They’re part actress as much as dancer. They pretend to be interested in customers they probably wish they’d never met. She didn’t hide her annoyance.”
Julián gets it. I knew he would.
“I wonder if she’s law enforcement trying to bust us for prostitution.”
That should make my arousal fizzle, and it does a bit, but she still tempts me. I’m not opposed to one-night stands. I don’t have them anymore, but I have in the past. The memory of her grinding on another guy when I came back on deck flashes before my eyes. It reminds me all over again that it’s a performance, and she’s not into me. But it would be easy toforget as her gaze sweeps over me as she saunters to stand in front of me. Guess my conversation with Julián is over.
“What about you? Any birthdays or special events coming up?”
“No, but thanks for the offer.”
I’m trying not to be judgmental about her job, but it’s a definite turnoff to think I’m sharing her. That’s only cool when it’s consensual roleplaying at a BDSM club.
“For you, any time.”
Her tone is extra sultry. I know the moment she realizes she can’t convince me otherwise. The expression she shoots me is one of hurt and disappointment. I test the waters a little now that I wonder if she could be local police or a fed.
“It was nice meeting you, but I don’t pay for my pleasures.”
I shoot her a wicked grin I’ve perfected over the years. It gets me just about anything I want with women and even men. It doesn’t work with anyone in my family, so I don’t bother.
“I bet you don’t have to.”
She shoots me a look that masquerades as hurt. It doesn’t match the attitude she had. It comes across as fake. Insulted would’ve been the more appropriate response. Picking the wrong fake reaction finally dampens any interest I had in her sexually. Now I’m merely curious about how she plans to fuck me over.
Chapter Two
Vita
Fucking hell.
I may have blown my cover. Alejandro is by far the most gorgeous man I have ever seen.
Fuck movie stars.
Fuck models.
Fuck all of them.
No one compares to Alejandro Diaz. I could almost forget why I’m working this party tonight.
