Page 36 of Deadly Sins

He slapped my ass, his whiskey-spiked breath hot in my ear. “I knew you’d sneak away from him. Couldn’t stop thinking about me?”

What a conceited prick. Grant was sexy as fuck, and even if he didn’t just happen to be the love of my life, any woman would be thrilled to be with him. There was definitely no need to be fantasizing about Mitch when I had Grant.

But, although I would never admit it aloud, I did get Mitch’s appeal—he was a true bad boy. A sexy, ripped, dirty-talking, arrogant, no-fucks-given asshole. Sex seeped out of his pores. Luckily, I was able to resist his charms.

Time to play him.

I traced his chest with my fingernails. “No, handsome. I could not. But I worry. Grant made me quit it—my job at Panthers. I do not have the money anymore.” I batted my eyelashes. Seemed cliché, but it always worked on the customers at Panthers. I needed to hear his response; if there was shady prostitution activity going on in this town involving these strippers, Mitch would be the first to know about it.

My eyes focused on his ring finger—his wedding ring was absent. Married SEALs never wore their rings at work, but they usually wore them at parties like this. Had April finally took their kids and left Mitch? He was acting even creepier than usual. Maybe I’d be able to find some clues when I analyzed the data on his phone once Roma hacked it.

He knocked back his beer, his other hand rubbing my left thigh. “This is your lucky day, baby doll. Meet me downtown tonight. There’s this club, Diamond, on Market Street. Without Grant. I’ll make sure he’s called into work. You can thank me by giving me a private dance. I’d love to have those gorgeous titties rubbing all over my face. Maybe if you’re lucky, I’ll come all over them.”

I tried to give him a coy smile while I fought the bile that was building up into my throat. “Diamond? I heard it is good club. My friend Autumn told to me about it.”

His tongue darted out to lick his lips. “You know Autumn? I didn’t know Grant let his girls party together. Maybe you, Autumn, and I can have some fun later—you can lick her pussy while I fuck you from behind. Would you like that, baby doll?”

What the fuck? God, this man was so vile. He didn’t even care that I was with his friend, a man who would die for him. Or then again, maybe these SEALs always shared their strippers. I prayed Grant didn’t treat any woman like this, no matter what her occupation was.

“I do not like women the way I like men.”

His smile looked even sleazier than before. “Have you ever been with a woman?”

“No. Women to me, they are beautiful. But I like men,” I replied, shaking my head.

I wanted to flee. But he had invited me to Diamond. And Autumn had mentioned that club to me the other night. This couldn’t be a coincidence—I now had solid proof that SEALs on Joaquín’s Team partied at Diamond.

“I’ll meet you there at seven. Don’t be late.”

I glanced toward Grant to make sure he wasn’t watching us. Then I steadied my nerves and whispered into Mitch’s ear, “I will be there. Thank you.”

He held my gaze for a moment, looking grossly satisfied with himself, before shoving me against a cabinet, his huge cock pressing into me. I gasped and recoiled at his touch—then remembered my purpose and playfully slapped him. He let out a devilish laugh before releasing me.

I headed to the backyard, holding my drink and Grant’s beer. Though my flesh crawled, and I had a bitter taste in my mouth, hope beamed inside of me. I was confident there would be a clue at Diamond.