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“Can you believe them?” Enzo seethed.
I sighed and ran a hand through my hair. “Enzo, what's the point of getting all riled up like that, huh?”
“It's the only way we'll get anything around here,” he muttered. “Bunch of fucking idiots.”
I didn't believe in stereotypes, but even I had to admit that when it came to Italians with bad tempers, my brother could've been the poster child.
“Come on, Enzo. If you get belligerent, do you think we're going to have a good night?” I asked, using my most reasonable voice. “Or do you think we'll end up kicked out of the casino and even more pissed off?”
“They wouldn't dare.” His skin had taken on a red flush.
“Just pull your shit together.” I was starting to get pissed off myself now, but I forced myself to stay in control. If I snapped at him, I'd only make matters worse.
He took a deep breath, then another. The more he breathed, the more he calmed. I caught Dawn glancing my way, and I nodded at her. Leaning into him, she began to run her fingers up and down his arm. It was a soothing gesture as much as an erotic one, and I found myself idly wondering how often that was part of her job. As she began to flirt and tease Enzo into a better mood, I drank in silence and surveyed the room, considering our next move.
That was when I saw her.
She walked with such surety and purpose that I first thought she was some sort of higher management personnel sent to calm my brother down. But then I looked closer, and there was something not quite right about the way she looked around the room, like she was expecting to be kicked out at any moment.
Something was going on.
I took a step to the left of Gillian, like I was being physically pulled away. The stranger was beautiful. Strawberry blonde hair tumbled over her shoulders in messy, loose waves. Peaches and cream skin featured intelligent blue eyes that caught me even from across the room. She wore a simple pencil skirt and a black silk blouse, but the look made her somehow stand out. To me anyway. No one else seemed to notice her beyond a few lecherous men.
She stopped in front of us, catching Enzo's attention. He turned and gave the newcomer a once over, smiling appreciatively. My hands curled into fists, and for the first time in my life, I found myself wanting to tell him to back off. He wouldn't make a move, not unless she was a pro, but that didn't make me like his appraisal.
The woman looked at her watch as she spoke, “You have about ten seconds to get out of here before I call the floor manager and let him know there are two hookers cruising the High Rollers bar.”
I blinked, surprised at her choice of words. Most casinos didn't have a problem when people like Enzo and I brought dates, even if it was the High Rollers room.
“You don't want to be banned for good, do you?” She gave Dawn a hard look, then switched it to Gillian.
“Bitch,” the brunette muttered as the pair left.
“Who the fuck are you?” Enzo demanded as he watched his sure thing for the night storm off.
The woman gave us both cool looks, her expression polite and professional. “My name is Briana Wheeler. You're Dorian and Lorenzo?”
I nodded, still sensing that something was off. Nothing about her approach made any sense. Unless the Aladdin had issues with that particular escort agency.
“I can't believe it.” Enzo shook his head with a growl. “This casino just gets worse and worse.”
“Not having a good time?” Briana asked, glancing over her shoulder. Her smile never faltered.
“We've had better,” I said, stopping Enzo's impending rant with a light touch to his shoulder. “What are you? Customer care?”
She winked, a bit of teasing creeping into those amazing eyes of hers. “You could call me that. Hell, you could call me your fairy godmother if you'd like. The important thing is that I'm the one who's about to show you the best casino in Vegas.”
