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how.
    I
tried not to laugh as I chatted her up. It was almost like she was trying to
act like the usual girls I talk to.
    But
she didn’t stand a chance. Too much intelligence behind the
eyes. Too much awareness of her surroundings. Taking everything in, recording it, mapping it.
    God,
I love that. So refreshing.
    Not
to mention the fact that she didn’t swoon all over me like every other girl.
    I
sensed she wanted to but she was distracted by something.
    I
was right. She excused herself and went toward the restrooms, but didn’t go in
the ladies’ room. Instead, she had an odd-looking conversation with Jag, my
restroom attendant, and went in the men’s room. Then a girl came out of the men’s
room looking dazed. I watched her find her friends who sat with her on a sofa.
    Then
I saw Sofia emerge with a lowlife in tow, heading out the side door.
    Nobody
knows there’s a side door. That alone is impressive.
    Immediately,
I figured out the situation and called Ziv , my
manager. He said he would take care of Jag and send down a replacement.
    So I
followed her out onto the street.
    There
was something primal watching her beat up that guy. My dick got hard all by
itself as her fist rammed into his nose.
    That
never fucking happens anymore.
    Used
to. All the time.
    Now
girls are just girls.
    But
this one... brains and toughness... not to mention that body.
    Holy fuck!
    I
could be in some serious trouble.
    She
was about to leave but I talked her into a drink on the roofdeck .
    Now I’m
leading her back in through the club, then over to a private door. A stairwell
is in front of us.
    She
follows me up.
    At
my roof deck table, I pull the chair out for her. She looks around, but I can’t
tell if she’s impressed or not. Most girls are in awe at the private little
outdoor dining room I have up here with its spectacular view of the ocean on
one side and the city on the other.
    Enrique
arrives from the other stairwell, a tray in hand.
    He
places two mojitos on the table between us.
    “ Graçias , Enrique,” I
say.
    Enrique
just nods and disappears as fast as he arrived.
    I
pick up my drink and raise it.
    “To
kicking ass,” I say.
    She
smiles. A real one. A truly spectacular
one. The lights of the city don’t even come close.
    She
picks up her drink.
    “To
kicking ass,” she says. Her voice is all diaphragm , a
growly challenging tone. My dick moves in my pants. I adjust.
    “Hope
you actually wanted the mojito ,” I say. “I could get
you a protein shake or some Gatorade if you prefer.”
    She
shoots me a dirty look. She can do that all night long. “What’s that supposed
to mean?”
    “I
have three other guys that need their asses kicked and
I was going to send this guy Bruno but I thought I’d ask you instead.”
    “Funny,
Mr. Billionaire Colton Stark.”
    Oh
God, I love the way she says Mr. Billionaire Colton Stark. Like she’s
completely unimpressed.
    My
dick is fully hard now. That used to happen all the time when I got a girl up
here but it’s been a while. Months. No, years.
    Goddamn.
    This
girl, Colton? Really? She has a masculine edge. Muscular
shoulders. A hint of biceps. Solid legs. Nice curves,
though. Ass is all-girl, that’s for sure. Big and round. Couldn’t help staring at it as she pushed that guy out the side door.
    I
think I’ll just lose myself in her eyes a while longer.

 
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