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like he had been the previous night.
The doorman, nodded at her and allowed her past him and into the club. Once she entered the club, her eyes went directly to the VIP room door. Keeping her eyes more or less glued to the door, watching for people coming and going from that room, she walked over to the bar closest to it and ordered a drink. Coca-Cola, straight and on the rocks. She needed to have her wits about her tonight if she was to get the story she was after.
She took her drink and made her way to the tables closest to the VIP door. She was able to get roughly twenty-five feet away. Close enough. Pretending to watch the dancers, both on the floor and those masquerading as vampires dancing nude in cages suspended from the ceiling, she kept a diligent eye on everyone who came and went from that room.
"I know this line may be a tad trite; however, I happened to see you from across the room and just knew I needed to meet you."
Is he talking to me? Lacey made a half-turn towards her left, in the direction of the male voice to see if indeed its owner was speaking to her. He was. Smiling down at her was a dark-haired man, who looked oddly familiar. He looked good, decked out in a simple grey t-shirt which hugged his lean torso and chest, and blue jeans. Despite her main objective to watch the VIP room door in an attempt to get a few clues about the goings on of that room, she found herself drawn to him. She didn't particularly want to be, she had gotten over her agitation about Nigel through the course of the day and was looking forward to seeing him again. However, she couldn't seem to help herself from wanting to touch him. To be with him. His dark eyes seemed hypnotic, drawing her into them.
"Do you mind?" he asked motioning towards the chair across from her at the tiny table at which she was seated.
Lacey shook her head, "No, of course not."
"I'm Joseph," he extended his hand to her.
"Lacey," she said, taking his hand and giving it a quick shake.
"You're here alone?" He inquired arching one eyebrow at her as he sat.
Lacey hesitated before answering. Common sense told her to keep her mouth shut.
Deny she was alone. She knew nothing about this man, it wouldn't be safe to divulge that information straight away. Again, she couldn't seem to help herself, replying to him earnestly. "Yes, I'm here to find out what goes on behind that door." She immediately chastised herself for saying that. What was wrong with her? She needed to get away from him before she told him everything.
A grin touched his lips as he leaned forward in his chair, closing the distance between them. "I could take you in there, so you could experience it for yourself."
Something about the gleam in his dark eyes made Lacey wary. She looked at the VIP
door then back at him.
"Well, Joseph, good to see you've made it here again tonight."
Lacey looked to the left of her to see Nigel standing beside her. He reached a hand down and grasped her shoulder, as if to claim her or make a statement that she was his. In other circumstances Lacey might have corrected his gesture informing him that she wasn't his property. His macho routine was not exactly appreciated, but in this instance, she was grateful to be saved. There was something unsettling about the man sitting across from her.
Joseph straightened up in his chair, glaring at Nigel for a brief instant. Just as quickly, his attitude changed and a smile swept across his lips. "Well I do love this little club of yours Nigel."
Was there a little touch of irony in his voice?
Lacey watched Nigel closely. She saw his jaw clench as if he were holding himself back from doing or saying something he'd later regret.
"I'm glad you like it." Taking hold of her upper arm, Nigel urged Lacey to her feet.
"Now if you'll excuse us, my girl here and I would like to spend some quiet time together."
"I apologize. I didn't realize she was taken already."
"She is. Just so you know, for future reference." Nigel slid
The doorman, nodded at her and allowed her past him and into the club. Once she entered the club, her eyes went directly to the VIP room door. Keeping her eyes more or less glued to the door, watching for people coming and going from that room, she walked over to the bar closest to it and ordered a drink. Coca-Cola, straight and on the rocks. She needed to have her wits about her tonight if she was to get the story she was after.
She took her drink and made her way to the tables closest to the VIP door. She was able to get roughly twenty-five feet away. Close enough. Pretending to watch the dancers, both on the floor and those masquerading as vampires dancing nude in cages suspended from the ceiling, she kept a diligent eye on everyone who came and went from that room.
"I know this line may be a tad trite; however, I happened to see you from across the room and just knew I needed to meet you."
Is he talking to me? Lacey made a half-turn towards her left, in the direction of the male voice to see if indeed its owner was speaking to her. He was. Smiling down at her was a dark-haired man, who looked oddly familiar. He looked good, decked out in a simple grey t-shirt which hugged his lean torso and chest, and blue jeans. Despite her main objective to watch the VIP room door in an attempt to get a few clues about the goings on of that room, she found herself drawn to him. She didn't particularly want to be, she had gotten over her agitation about Nigel through the course of the day and was looking forward to seeing him again. However, she couldn't seem to help herself from wanting to touch him. To be with him. His dark eyes seemed hypnotic, drawing her into them.
"Do you mind?" he asked motioning towards the chair across from her at the tiny table at which she was seated.
Lacey shook her head, "No, of course not."
"I'm Joseph," he extended his hand to her.
"Lacey," she said, taking his hand and giving it a quick shake.
"You're here alone?" He inquired arching one eyebrow at her as he sat.
Lacey hesitated before answering. Common sense told her to keep her mouth shut.
Deny she was alone. She knew nothing about this man, it wouldn't be safe to divulge that information straight away. Again, she couldn't seem to help herself, replying to him earnestly. "Yes, I'm here to find out what goes on behind that door." She immediately chastised herself for saying that. What was wrong with her? She needed to get away from him before she told him everything.
A grin touched his lips as he leaned forward in his chair, closing the distance between them. "I could take you in there, so you could experience it for yourself."
Something about the gleam in his dark eyes made Lacey wary. She looked at the VIP
door then back at him.
"Well, Joseph, good to see you've made it here again tonight."
Lacey looked to the left of her to see Nigel standing beside her. He reached a hand down and grasped her shoulder, as if to claim her or make a statement that she was his. In other circumstances Lacey might have corrected his gesture informing him that she wasn't his property. His macho routine was not exactly appreciated, but in this instance, she was grateful to be saved. There was something unsettling about the man sitting across from her.
Joseph straightened up in his chair, glaring at Nigel for a brief instant. Just as quickly, his attitude changed and a smile swept across his lips. "Well I do love this little club of yours Nigel."
Was there a little touch of irony in his voice?
Lacey watched Nigel closely. She saw his jaw clench as if he were holding himself back from doing or saying something he'd later regret.
"I'm glad you like it." Taking hold of her upper arm, Nigel urged Lacey to her feet.
"Now if you'll excuse us, my girl here and I would like to spend some quiet time together."
"I apologize. I didn't realize she was taken already."
"She is. Just so you know, for future reference." Nigel slid
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