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with you?” Mark yelled.
     
    “Sorry,
man.”
     
    “Seriously?”

“Yeah. Sorry. Been a long day.”
     
    “So you take it
out on me?”
     
    “I didn’t
know... I …” I shook my head to clear it, my pulse still high but
receding. “I’m just tired and it’s been crazy. I
suck.”
    Mark rubbed at
his throat a bit more than he needed to, just to be obvious about
it. “Fine. But don’t ever try that shit again.”
     
    I raised my
hands palms out in the universal gesture of peace.
     
    He grimaced.
Then punched me good naturedly – but harder than he needed to – in
the shoulder. I winced theatrically.
     
    “You owe me a
beer,” Mark laughed. “You are seriously keyed up tonight.”
     
    I didn’t say
anything. No point in denying it.
     
    He motioned me
forward. “Come on. You’re friend’s at VIP.”
     
    Threading our
way through a throng of packed people always takes longer than
you’d think it would for guys our size. Still, practice makes
perfect. Within relatively short order we made our way down through
the side hallways and up to the loading door where David was
clicking the head counter and making notes on his clipboard.
     
    Tamara stood
there and waved in a perky little fashion from amidst her small
group of friends, several of whom I vaguely recognized from the
gym. In truth I almost didn’t recognize her without her librarian
glasses, though I should’ve figured she’d be a contact lens wearer
as well. ‘Course she was also dressed to kill in a un-YMCA approved
mini skirt and top. If I had ever wondered how well sculpted her
legs were, I now no longer needed to imagine. A little dash of
make-up and a please-stare-at-my-cleavage attention drawing pendant
and my little friend Tamara was going to attract some admirers.
     
    Which was
probably the idea.
     
    Tamara stepped
past David and give me a quick hug. “Thanks!” she exclaimed before
making some fast introductions that I had no chance of hearing once
she turned her face away from me given the noise. Still, I gave my
small smile and shook hands all around.
     
    “These
guys give you any trouble?” I asked loudly, motioning to David and
Mark with my forehead as they turned back to face the remaining
people in the VIP line. I saw Mark give Tamara’s ass a long look
and throw me a knowing smirk.
    “Oh no, they
were fine.” Tamara shivered a bit, rubbing at her bare arms. “Can
we head inside? It was a cold wait.”
     
    I lead Tamara
and her small group back up into the club where the noise and
lights were once again over powering. Without even having to check
with the doors I knew we were over capacity and that it wasn’t even
close. Most Saturday nights we ended up fudging the attendance
numbers somewhat just in case the Liquor Commission came in for a
headcount. But tonight no official in the world would believe we
were at our limit of five hundred people. Aaron was willing to ride
the wave and pay the fine if we got busted, which would admittedly
be peanuts compared to the profit coming in.
     
    Still, the
further over capacity we got the easier it was for things to get
out of control.
     
    It took me a
moment to realize that Tamara was trying to ask me something, but
even when I turned to look at her I couldn’t make out what she was
saying. Must’ve been the pendant.
     
    A few moments
of exaggerated lip movements and pantomime later I nodded in
understanding and led Tamara’s little group up to the main bar and
motioned for them to stand right in front as I walked in behind
waving to Shelby. Getting her attention I then pointed to Tamara
and then to myself mouthing “She’s with me!” in as exaggerated a
fashion as I could. Shelby nodded immediately with a big smile,
finished up with her current client and then came right over to
take Tamara’s order.
     
    She smiled
gratefully at me. I nodded back and motioned out towards the crowd,
regretfully. Tamara nodded and I left her there, beginning my
search for a new