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“That’s so funny!” the girl squealed, batting her eyes and doing a ridiculous hair flip that, by all means, should have given her whiplash. Unfortunately for me, she just kept on beaming at me and giggling, like what I was saying was the height of hilarity. I hadn’t even said anything to warrant a response like that. I wasn’t sure how stupid the guys she was normally around were, but I knew for a fact that she could never be this genuinely interested in my lack of stimulating conversation.
After I’d walked away from Christy, the girl came out of nowhere and bombarded me, asking me if I’d liked her set that night. I couldn’t even remember her name. Alicia? Lindsey? I muttered something about how I was sure she’d been fine, and she’d acted like I’d said she was the best dancer anyone would ever see.
“Did you really think so?” she’d asked.
“Sure,” I said, looking around absently and trying to find a way out of the conversation.
“You know, all the girls think that you’re the most exciting thing to happen to this place since we got new poles last year, and that’s saying a lot.”
“Wow.”
I tried so hard to keep the sarcasm from my voice and was so sure that I would fail, but, apparently, I needn’t have worried.
“Except Christy. She said she wouldn’t go near you with a ten-foot pole.”
That caught my attention. Of course, anyone that mentioned Christy immediately flagged my interest, but I could tell that this bit of information was going to make my day.
“Did she really?”
“Yeah, I overheard her talking to one of the other girls. But, it’s not as if you would ever go for her either.”
She let out a high-pitched giggle, and I couldn’t help the loud laughter that came out of my mouth. This entire situation was hilarious. If only she knew how we’d fucked like animals, not once, but twice, and that one of those times was less than ten minutes ago, in a dirty alleyway a few steps from where we were standing.
The girl slid closer to me, tracing a single finger up and down my arm. I could tell she was trying hard to be sexy and seductive, but all I wanted to do was release a shudder and back away from her.
“You know, if it’s not Christy you want, there are other’s here that would be more than willing.”
She couldn’t have possibly meant herself, right? The girl pouted and looked up at me from underneath lowered lashes, blinking so furiously that the only thing going through my mind was that she must have something stuck in there.
What was wrong with me?
There had to be something wrong with me. My reactions were nowhere near my usual reactions to a beautiful girl hitting on me.
I opened my mouth to respond, but out of the corner of my eye, I spotted Christy again. My eyes had zeroed in on her like magnets, which was strange, considering I hadn’t even been looking in her direction. She’d changed into new clothes and was walking swiftly through the throng of people. I didn’t know if it was just me, but I could’ve sworn she was stomping angrily out of the club.
Just the sight of her had me completely distracted from anything to do with the girl still standing in front of me, waiting for an answer. How could I concentrate on anything she said, when my mind was so consumed by someone else?
“Look… Lindsey?” I hedged a guess.
“Felicity,” she said with a frown. Damn, that wasn’t even in the top ten of the guesses I was going to make.
“Felicity,” I affirmed with a nod. “I’m not really interested in anything or anyone right now.” It wasn’t even a lie. Although I’d definitely be interested in another round of sex with Christy, I knew that it was off the table. For now, I would just enjoy time to myself. That was acceptable, right? I didn’t need her in my life to be happy.
“Oh,” she said, confused. Suddenly her face lit up like before. “You’re still settling in. That’s okay. Come find me when you’re ready.” Jesus, the girl was completely delusional. Not wanting the conversation to continue, I nodded hesitantly, and she beamed triumphantly, turning to bounce away, and leaving me staring after her with my mouth partially open.
I wasn’t blind. I could see that Felicity was beautiful and alluring. She was someone I would’ve gone for in a heartbeat even a few weeks ago. But, for some reason, I’d lost all taste for any other woman but Christy.
It must have been because of the great sex, but now that Christy had said it was off the table, I should be over her. Right?
Apparently, my cock still hadn’t gotten the message, remaining deflated and uninterested, even at the sight of Felicity’s bouncing ass as she skittered away.
Damn it. Christy had well and truly ruined me.
There was no reason to stay in the club anymore, since everyone was either already gone or heading off, so I left too, taking the door at the back of the club. I still couldn’t believe Christy and I had had sex here a little while ago. I felt a slight twinge of regret when I realize that I’d left Christy naked and alone in the cold afterward.
I stepped back out into the alley and prepared to walk off, when I heard a loud grunt to my left.
Maybe sex in an alley was more common for this club than I thought.
I peered through the darkness, but couldn’t see much other than a few dark shapes.
Another grunt sounded out, and this time it sounded more like pain than pleasure.
I took a few careful steps down the alleyway, sticking close to the wall, so I wouldn’t be seen, and spotted two men in suits kicking the shit out of a guy on the floor. Upon closer inspection, I realized that one of the suited men was one of Christy’s regulars. She always called him her favorite, though I didn’t know why.
The men were brutally knocking around a slightly smaller man, who was doing a good job of containing his grunts and cries.
I couldn’t get a good look at him until, all of a sudden, he turned his head a certain way, and I stepped back in shock.
It was Rossi.
My boss was lying beaten up on the ground with two men hovering over him, looking ready to beat him again if he tried to move.
Shit. This wasn’t something that I should be witnessing, nor was it something I wanted to be witnessing.
I had the distinct and very peculiar feeling that only arose when you were somewhere you really weren’t supposed to be, and I knew I had to get out of there quickly, before any of them saw me. Luckily, the sound of fists hitting flesh was enough to cover my footsteps as I slowly backed away.
Just as I thought I was in the clear, Rossi’s eyes flickered up and locked on mine, an unreadable expression on his damaged face.
Fuck.
It didn’t take a genius to figure out that I needed to get out of there fast. Especially since I’d been spotted. I wasn’t certain, but Rossi seeing me seemed like something that wouldn’t turn out well for me.
It was just a hunch, but knowing that I was a magnet for bad luck, I suddenly realized that things were about to take a seriously bad turn for me.