She’s a hostess at an exclusive gentlemen's club. He’s a cop with a grudge. Sparks? That would be an understatement.
Michelle: I’m a hostess for a wealthy, all-male clientele and it’s fun. I dance for the men. I sing, and even play my flute. But that’s where things get naughty because …
… this isn’t just any flute. Instead, I sway under the hot spotlights …
… my gleaming instrument in hand …
… and soon, a different type of music is rising to the Heavens!
But a dark man catches my eye one night. He’s sitting in the back with piercing blue eyes that take in every detail. He’s gorgeous with broad shoulders, a heavily muscled chest, and a smirk that makes me want to slap him and kiss him at once. Even more, he says he could use a woman with my talents.
Please, handsome. Every man wants a woman with my particular skills.
But then his true identity is revealed … … and soon, my flute’s on the ground as he puts his baby is in my belly!