After a Night with a Hot Nightclub Owner [Completed]

back counter and chec

hat meant fifteen more m

mode. The club with al

nd out-of-place. Even

as if someone had turn

s conversation

the bar, lingering on th

It wasn't the first time

my name. Had he overhea

ne, although I hadn't se

d taken his order...I had

someone had

iesl cut through my t

inst the

k if I told her some r

at risk. I, on the other

eed to gather more infor

re on would-be stalkers.

her things about the my

uy-" I paused, rememb

been. "This incredibly h

fingers of Macallan. Tol

t you to blow him

was what he was abou

into me, or had I ima

m? "I don't know. He left

f, but that hadn't seemed

as...

asturbation

never

ce says

had entered my thoughts

n him at the bar. And wh

st people, thinking to

sl knew it. But I didn't

n-and chances were slim

g things on the counter

ed the subject. "So th

at's he

all right. Younger tha

eight. Fucking rich. He

ling him the Bar Nazi.

counters to make sure the

and talk about mastu

ticall

th a fat wallet who stil

y much. But the Bar Naz

on cleaning standards f

least, that's what I'd sa

new owner and I migh

man who finally ponie

. Not that The Sky Launch

verhaul to stand out in

er see the place's poten

ve the business und

." Liesl ran her barbell

the business world. You

s or somethi

ou mean Hudson Pierce

Pierce is only the most

He's like a god in that

dern day Rockefellers fo

e wealth tenfold. As a

h a number of

all that Who's Who bull

plus three-inch heels he

like, every Hottest-slash-Sexiest-s

o conjure up an image

f him somewhere, but I co

like. I generally didn

ged at the edges of my br

nection my mind wa

eaning back against the

nto the offices earlie

from s

was thrilled to meet Hud

ll over one or two of h

ing ideas off of him

I had nothing to sugges

e didn't need my lame id

thr

anning to be involv

e club if he didn't int

h ca

ns of the future I de

needed to meet Pierce an

imidate

cuous calming breaths t

trating on my task, I pu

eamed over the sound sy

rr

n normal business

ising our voices-but i

or open to the left of th

My back was to him and m

la Gold on the upper ba

d turned around, my eye

toe and I smiled, please

iced. He was the reason

er its vice-like grip. B

it, heating me to lo

art