me.”
“I’d love to take a drink off of your body, but I didn’t know they sold body shots here.”
“We don’t. I meant I would buy you a drink.”
This isn’t going the way I had planned. Feeling slightly annoyed I decide to find a new target. Well that is the idea until I am stopped by a whisper in my ear, “you’re good Honey, and you almost had me going for a moment.”
Whipping my head around I am face to face once again with Parker Garrett. “Twice in one week are you stalking me Mr. Garrett. There are laws against that but I’m not sure they’d handle a restraining order by an employee who works in your establishment.” What did I just say to him? He must think I am an idiot.
“Maybe I really enjoy honey. I like the way it taste and feels when I slowly lick it.”
He did not just say that. Once again I find myself unable to say anything that is comprehendible.
**
Parker
I shouldn’t be doing this. I shouldn’t play Royce’s game. But he knows I know who she is and it’s a challenge I can’t refuse. He will know that I am the better man. He doesn’t deserve her…he was never worthy of Elizabeth and he took her away from me. It won’t happen again. I won’t lose another woman at his hands. She looks so much like her; I know this is the world’s way of giving me a second chance to be with her.
Chapter 4
Kingsley
I managed to walk away from Parker Garrett with a little bit of dignity, but I could feel his eyes on me the rest of the night. I don’t know what he’s up to but the thought that he could be pursuing me excites and terrifies me at the same time. I know what kind of man he is. Hell he is the most eligible bachelor in Las Vegas, there was even an article about him in one of those men’s’ magazines. He is the unattainable. Catching a man like him would be like capturing a mythical creature. I wonder what he could ever want with me besides a one night stand, if that even. But I would love to ride a unicorn.
Later that night I am getting ready to go home I have just stripped out of my costume. I haven’t even taken my mask off when Sug tells me that Tony is asking for me at the door. I slip my robe on covering my body. “Please come with me Honey.” He takes me by my arm and takes me to the service elevator located hint the back of the clubs storage room.
“Where are we going?” I am glad we are going through the service area instead of the lobby. I don’t think I’d look very appropriate in my attire, considering I am only wearing flip flops, a thong and my robe that barely covers my backside.
“But Frankie’s office is in the club.”
“I know,” is the only answer I get from him. When the elevator stops at our destination Tony doesn’t get off of the elevator with me.
“You are here.”
The elevator door closes before I can ask where here is. I am met by an elderly gentleman who reminds me of one of those old guys from a mustard commercial.
“Just this way miss.” He leads me down a long corridor. I have no idea where he is taking me. The walls are black and the floor is white. As I look for a door or a window I notice that all of the doors seem to blend right in with the paint. You wouldn’t notice they are even there in first passing of them.
“Mr. Garrett will be with you momentarily. I will let him know of your arrival.” The older man leaves me stand at the end of the hall, there’s not even a seating area. I’ve never been called into his office before, so I have no clue what he could want with me.
“ Honey is it?” I nod in agreement. He places his arms behind his head, looking at me like he so high and mighty—the mighty king sitting on the throne of his mighty empire. I do have to admit he looks damn good doing it. Damn the man is fine. His hair is shaved short, practically bald, but you can tell he is a blonde. He has a nice tan and really fucking beautiful blue grey eyes. His slack jaw and angular nose are in perfect proportion. He