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blue-eyed girl stood stock still, in front of the man who had purposely selected and picked her out from the crowd.
    “Would you like to join us up there?” he turned and pointed towards the VIP area before looking back at the young girl, his focus drawn straight to her small breasts, no cleavage and what appeared to be no bra, covered in blue sparkles.
    “I’m with my friends,” she shouted, turning as she looked back towards her four or five girlfriends who were dancing, watching her as she talked to the dish that had just landed in their circle.
    Shrugging his shoulders, he looked directly at her, fixing her with his gaze. “It’s up to you tesoro. I’ll be up there with my friend if you change your mind. Join us for a glass of something special and maybe some fun .” Smiling, he winked at her as he turned away.
    Watching him as he turned, she studied him as best as she could in the dark, yet strobe lit lighting of the club. She made out his eyes, the colour of mahogany so very dark, his lips full—the perfect bow at the top, just right for kissing. Oh, he was stunning.
    Benito played it cool; he wasn’t going to beg this girl to spend the evening with him. He would give her half an hour to join him and then he’d select someone else, another girl to have some fun with later on. Allowing the pretty young woman another thirty seconds to change her mind, he added, “Maybe see you later?” before he turned and walked to the bottom of the few steps that led to the luxurious area, taking two steps at a time until he reached the bouncer, one of his employees, and the red rope which sealed the area off from the main part of the club.
    “Evening Lee, the usual booth, if we can,” Benito shook the hand of the doorman at the top of the steps, one of his newly recruited security team. Lee liked to vary his work. He was very keen to volunteer for the “ hard” jobs but was equally at home with the “soft option” of working the clubs, sorting out the occasional brawls that happened and asking those that had too much to drink to leave the premises.
    Lee looked down at the row of booths, glancing at the middle booth that Benito preferred. “It’s free.” Lee was older than Benito, maybe late thirties, but well built, not an ounce of fat on him. He was ex-military and had an air of authority about him, someone you would most definitely not want to cross. “One fifty boss,” his deep voice rumbled as he held his hand out to Benito.
    Peeling the notes from his roll, Benito paid Lee and headed to the centrally located leather clad booth, the high backs of each area making each one an individual and private pod. “James will be joining me with a lady,” he glanced up at Lee before sliding into the bench seating. “Can you send someone over to take a drink order?”
    Lee nodded, “Sure, I’ll ask one of the girls to come and take your order,” turning towards one of the waiting staff he indicated to her to come over.
    “Thanks Lee,” Benito looked around surveying the area.
    Settling down onto the leather, Benito made himself comfortable as James appeared with a giggling blonde on his arm.
    Standing at the edge of the booth, James began the introductions, “Benito, this is,” he looked at the girl, “sorry sweetheart, what’s your name?”
    The tall slim girl giggled again, she was dressed in a tight black mini dress, square neck and three quarter sleeves showing off a perfect figure. Her palest blonde hair left loose she looked up at James. “Hayley,” her green eyes sparkled, she had perfect, flawless ivory skin, the smallest amount of make-up although she didn’t need it, one of the draws for James, one of the reasons he’d picked her out, he hated the girls that plastered their faces with makeup, preferring the natural look.
    “Hayley, Benito—Benito, Hayley,” he completed the introductions.
    Holding his arm out to the bench seating, Benito indicated for her to sit as the waitress arrived.