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“Uhm sure, I told Rory she has a job if she wants it.”
“Rory?” I ask in a flat voice, my eyebrows raised.
Rory/Roxy turns around with a faint blush on her creamy cheeks. I’m drawn in by her deep blue-green eyes. Memories of her on her hands and knees while I drove into her hot, wet cunt assail me and I can feel my cock thickening in my pants. It may have been months ago, but I haven’t forgotten a damn thing about that night. I remember how she felt when she shattered on my tongue, the noises she made.Everything.
And from the way she’s looking at me right now with a combination of fear and lust, she’s not the only one.
“Yeah, this is Rory,” Shay twitters, still beaming happily about finding a decent dancer to replace Corrine, who quit to have a baby.
“Hello,Rory, so you want to dance inmyclub?”
“Well, obviously,” she snipes with an eye roll, evidently deciding to pretend we don’t know each other, didn’t spend one memorable night fucking like rabbits, and also that she didn’t give me a fake fucking name. “Or I wouldn’t have come.”
Shay gasps audibly and her cheeks lose all color. She’s not used to dancers sassing me. They all know who I am, who my family is, and our reputation. Keeping my expression neutral, I say,
“I’m Romano Faugno, theownerof this club. Youremployer, if you choose to take the job.”
“Oh, right.” Rory doesn’t back down, even though she should. “My apologies. And yes, I’d like the job.” A few beats later she tacks on a half-assed, “Please.”
My lip twitches as I struggle to contain a laugh. By rights, I should be furious she lied to me, and even more angry that she’s mouthing off in front of Shay, but having her here, in my club again, is an opportunity I can’t ignore. She’s not getting away from me a second time.
“Then the job is yours. Shay will sort out the paperwork and your shifts. Enjoy the rest of your evening,Rory. I look forward to seeing you again.”
Rory purses her lips at my repeated emphasis on her name. The name she didn’t feel comfortable sharing with me the night we met. I’m still annoyed about that, and I intend to find out why. But not now. Not in front of Shay and Kat. The gossip in this place is bad enough at the best of times, and the fact I’ve butted in on an audition is already going to raise eyebrows; I don’t need to throw any more gasoline on the fire.
Shay hustles her away toward the office. I turn to find Kat watching me. She’s not blind. She can see I’m interested in the new girl, and I can tell she’s not happy about it.
“Is there a problem?” I ask.
“No,” she mutters.
“Good, then get on with your fucking job.”
Chapter 11
Rory
What the fuck is wrong with me?! I need this job! I curse my stupidity all the way down a corridor and into an office, where Shay hands me a stack of paperwork. She seems almost as surprised as me that I’m now a dancer at Club Venom.
“Be careful,” she whispers, one eye on the door. “Romano’s reputation is well-deserved.”
Like I need a reminder he’s a fucking manwhore and I fell onto his dick like a thirsty bitch. And loved every second of it.
“Don’t bother telling her that, Shay, she’s not his type.”
The other woman, the one who seemed pissed when Romano spoke to me, is standing in the doorway. The way she sneers at me tells me all I need to know: this one is staking her claim ofownership. Well, she’s wasting her time. My new boss/former one-night-stand may be as hot as Hades with his muscular body and warm chocolate with a hint of caramel eyes, and a dick to die for, but I need a man in my fucked-up life like I need a hole in the head. I will not be going there. Again.
“I don’t honestly care.”
The woman, whom Shay calls Kat, clearly doesn’t believe me, but she can think what she likes. I’m here to earn some money. That’s all.
I glance through all the forms I need to fill in and sigh.Jesus.I’ll be here for hours at this rate. I guess I should be grateful this place adheres to Department of Labor guidelines. Not all clubs do.
“Do you need me to fill them in now?” I ask Shay, hoping she says no and I can go home.
“Please. Then I can add you to the rota.”
I swallow a groan and sit down at the desk to start scribbling all my information on the forms. Shay and the other woman walk out after Shay tells me to leave the paperwork on the desk when I’m done. By the time I’ve crossed all my Ts and dotted all my Is, I’m tired and hungry, not to mention chilled now the sweat I worked up has dried.
