than good times and laughs.
âI canât imagine anyone better than you, Bobby,â she said.
âSure you can,â he said. âYouâll meet someone like that as soon as you let yourself. Lots of someones like that.â
âI donât think so.â
âWell, hey . . . looks like the post-sex glow got to me. Forget I said anything.â
âOkay.â She wouldnât, though. He meant more than a simple roll in the hay. Or several rolls in the hay, none of them simple.
âYou know what I need?â he said.
She grinned up at him. âI bet it isnât more sex.â
âNot for the next few minutes,â he said. âRight now, I need food. Protein.â
âYou just ate a full meal.â Some of it off very interesting places on her body.
âYeah, but you made me work it off.â
âI forced you, huh?â
âDamned straight. Youâreââhe bent his lips to her earââinsatiable.â
His breath tickled, and she giggled. She could do that a lot with this man. She could do many things with this man that didnât fit into her real life. Nothing here at Club Ecstasy was real, and yet this place mattered in ways the outside world didnât.
âCome on.â He grabbed her hand and tugged her out of the shower. âLetâs get something to eat.â
Chapter Four
T HEY ATE IN a private room in Club Ecstasyâs spa. Bobby had declared the place too âwoo-wooâ and suggested the main restaurant, but Cassandra insisted on the privacy. They ended up in a setting reminiscent of a rain forest with ferns growing under recessed lighting and a floor-to-ceiling waterfall spilling into a pool with ornamental carp.
Bobby scowled as he studied the menu. âThis is all bird food.â
âHow long have you worked at the club?â Cassandra asked.
âAbout three months.â
âAnd youâve never eaten here?â
âNot food, if you get my drift,â he said.
She did. Sheâd been his appetizer about an hour ago up in their suite.
He tapped the end of her nose. âYouâre doing it again.â
âWhat?â
âBlushing. When your skin turns pink, it makes your blue eyes sparkle. But what I really like is the expression on your face when I sink my cock into you. Halfway between surprise and âfuck yeah!ââ
âDonât talk that way.â
âHey.â He shrugged. âWeâre alone. Besides, everyone who works here knows what goes on in the rooms.â
âThey donât need to hear the details.â
âWhat are you afraid of, princess?â he asked. âWhy the need for such total privacy?â
âIâd think that would be obvious.â
âOne, the staff here are sworn to secrecy.â He raised one finger and then followed that with a second. âAnd two, the clients have to keep each otherâs secrets or theyâd be exposed themselves. Unless . . .â He tipped his chair back onto two legs and studied her for a moment. âUnless youâre using me to cheat on someone.â
âScruples?â she said. âIs that allowed in your business?â
He tipped his chair back down with a thud. âIâm a professional. I do my job.â
âBut some things get under your skin.â
âWhat a woman does with her own relationships is her business. I like to know who Iâm dealing with.â
âMy husband died,â she said.
For a moment, Bobbyâs expression turned serious. âIâm sorry.â
âThank you.â
âYou didnât seem the type to cheat.â
âThank goodness for that,â she said. âI wish you could convince my stepsons.â
âLittle kids donât understand cheating. Not that kind, anyway.â
Here it came. The moment sheâd have to explain her life to him. She could simply tell him she
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