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then."
     
    Oliver found he could not speak, entranced by this man's smile.
     
    Logan indicated he should stand up. "Come on," he said. Oliver did as he was told. He felt he would do anything this man told him to do, and happily.
     
    All three of them left Henry to cry and weep in private.
     
    Outside, all the guys waiting were paralysed with fear. Eyes wide.
     
    Logan smiled at them all, Oliver standing beside him. "It's okay," Logan said to the group. "We just had a meeting, and it was decided by our manager that we'll skip this part of the audition."
     
    Some of the men gasped dramatically. Others applauded.
     
    As Logan addressed the crowd Oliver found he had put his hand on the small of Oliver's back. An unconscious gesture? Or did it mean something? The flesh beneath the part of his shirt he touched tingled as if electrified.
     
    "You can all come back for the dance portion on Friday night, as planned."
     
    The guys were very happy now. They obviously knew of what had been expected of them behind that office door. Now it was no longer a worry.
     
    Oliver found himself grinning like a fool, savoring Logan's touch.
     
    The same hand he slapped Henry with, he thought. Slapped him because of me. He felt a strange mix of emotions.
     
    Oh, here I go again, he thought. Sucked into this world by a handsome biker. He shook his head. I got to leave here before things get worse. I don't need another mess.
     
    He then noticed Eddie, standing to one side of the group. Their eyes met, and Oliver smiled at him. But Eddie was not smiling back. Not at all. He actually looked annoyed.
     
    Logan had finished talking, and smiled at Oliver. Keeping his composure as best he could he smiled back and said, "Thanks again, for that."
     
    The handsome biker said, "Anytime."
     
    Oliver felt deep down inside that he really meant it.
     
    Run, girl! He thought. Leave, now!
     
    Oliver casually stepped away from him, and Logan turned to speak with another guy who was practically throwing himself bodily onto him to get his attention.
     
    As Oliver headed for the exit Eddie intercepted him. The other man's expression was now friendly and smiling but more reserved. The complete opposite of what it was moments ago.
     
    "Guess it worked out for you, huh?" Eddie said. There was no maliciousness to his tone, but Oliver sensed something deeper. Resentment?
     
    "I guess," Oliver said, wanting to just detach himself from everyone in this place, but not wanting to be too rude. "But I still feel this isn't the right time for me. To get back into stripping."
     
    Eddie visibly perked up at this news. "Oh, well that's too bad, honey. You know you can come back anytime that you want. But maybe it's for the best."
     
    Oliver didn't know this guy long enough to tell if he was serious, or just emotionally flaky when expressing himself. And if Oliver was really being honest with himself he didn't want to care. He was gone. Poverty be damned. If he had to live on the streets, eating out of dumpsters and begging, then so be it. No stripping, no Gavin, no bikers, no heartache.
     
    He just had to get out of here and never look back, before something changed his mind.
     
    "Hey," said a familiar voice from behind him.
     
    Oliver whirled around, and caught his breath. Logan was standing there, close, grinning down at him.
     
    "Need a ride?" Logan asked.
     

 
     
     
    Chapter 4
     
    Oliver
     
     
     
    "Uh," Oliver said. It was all he could say to Logan at that very moment of decision.
     
    Eddie rescued him by inserting himself between the two of them. "Hey, Logan," he cooed. He was positively beaming.
     
    And who could blame him, Oliver thought. Or at least tried to think. His insides were quivering and all tingly just looking at him. Logan was so damn fine, and handsome and... fine.
     
    Logan just glanced at Eddie, then dismissed him from existence to ask Oliver, "You live near here?"
     
    Oliver found himself nodding. "I'm staying at the Hemlock