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Chapter One

She was staring at hiain

Gage felt those big blue eyes burning a hole in his back, and when he turned around, there she was Still seated in the velvet booth across the rooaze remained focused on another man On him

It had been two years since the club’s grand opening, which e could honestly say this was the first tih beautiful woered such a visceral response in him

Forget about it Too young, too sweet, and too out of your league

Yup, the cynical voice in his head was right on the money Little black dress and fk-irl vibe that al her out A man like him would corrupt her in a heartbeat Taint her Lead her down a path of da

And bad idea, thinking about all the wicked things they could do together, not when he was already se seainst his fly

Gritting his teeth, he turned away and swept his gaze over the VIP lounge It was crowded tonight, s had been taht In his experience, Asshole Hour didn’t start until closer to 1:00 as or sexual tension tipped a custoerously stupid As head of security, Gage was tasked within if it did

He edged toward the railing and studied the cavernous main room ten feet below The dance floor was packed, every table and booth occupied, and the inter illue spotted several couplesout in the shadows, and those eren’t into PDA were probably getting into all sorts of trouble in the curtained alcoves situated throughout the club Sin always dreild crowd—folks of all ages flocked to the club for a night of boozing, dancing, and even screwing if they didn’t make a spectacle out of it

Everything on the floor looked fine, and Gage knew his bouncers would notify hied For now, no proble in the air

“BMOC over there just asked if we offer party favors” Carla sidled up to Gage, her red-painted lips close to his ear as she gave him the heads-up

His eyes narrowed at the pretty waitress “What kind of party favors? And which bigabout?”

“I’ for puy The expensive kind” The blonde gave a discreet tilt of the head Right in the direction of the back booth

Gage turned, expecting his gaze to collide with a pair of hungry blue eyes, but the brunette was gone Only her date re look pasted on his chiseled face The kid couldn’t have been older than twenty-two or twenty-three, but he exuded an air of entitlement that was impossible to miss He was a Very Important Person, at least in his own eyes

“Who is he?” Gage asked