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“I’m not drunk,” I tell him truthfully. Okay, maybe that’s a little lie. I’m drunk.

“You are drunk, and I don’t like it.”

“I’m not your property,” I tell him as I reach for the third shot. His hand comes up and covers mine, not allowing me to grab it. I turn my head, and our eyes lock. I can see the fire in his, and I love it. I want it.

“I didn’t say you were, but you will be mine tomorrow, and I want you sober and ready.”

Finally, I nod my head, and he allows me to pull my hand away from him. I leave the shot on the counter until he picks it up and downs it in one gulp. My lips part but no words form. Why is this man so damn sexy?

“Thank you,” he says, his voice softer this time.

“For what?”

“Not drinking more. I want you ready for me, Skylar.”

“Ready for what? What are you going to do to me?”

“Everything. I’m going to do everything to you.” With that, he turns and walks away once more. I’m so confused by this guy.

“What the hell is going on? That’s how many times he’s come up to you?” Christy asks as she comes to stand next to me.

“More than once. Justice said he didn’t want me to drink too much tonight since I’m seeing him tomorrow night.”

“Now the man is telling you how much to drink? Maybe you were right. Maybe we should call it off,” she adds. I look at her and then over to where he stands, talking to another woman.

“I don’t know. Maybe,” I tell her.

“You got a thing for him?”

“I just met him. Of course, I don’t have a thing for him,” I tell her.

“Then why are you looking like you want to rip her throat out,” she laughs. I drag my gaze from the two of them and back to Christy.

“I just wonder how many of his clients also come here.”

“I don’t think you need to worry about that. J doesn’t usually fuck his clients. It’s all about the play, not the actual act.”

“How do you know that?”

“I asked Rodney. He gave me the scoop on J.”

“You know everything about everyone,” I say with a smile.

“I know what I’m getting my friends into. I don’t want you to get hurt, so I checked into him. No big deal,” she says.

“Thanks, Christy. I appreciate that,” I tell her, pulling her into a hug.


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