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Chapter One

Reed Miller hated nightclubs Which was da he co-owned one of the hottest clubs in Boston, but hey, that was just smart business When it came to his personal life, a club was the last place he’d ever associate with a good time

Most of the woet laid, and they were o back to his place without much effort on his part For a man who lived for the excitement of the chase, where was the fun in that?

Right noever, he was chasing an entirely different type of conquest

Drugs

Not for recreational use, of course He wasn’t about to poison his body with that crap Even during his glory days as a hter, he’d never once used perforet kicked off the circuit, but a pathetic attempt to cheat yourself to victory

Tonight was for reconnaissance purposes only For the past couple ofEcstasy over at Sin, the club Reed operated with his two best friends None of the customers they’d questioned knew the identity of the pusher, and if they did know, they sure as hell weren’t eager to reveal it But the flow of E needed to be cut off ASAP, before the Boston PD decided to launch its own investigation, which could lead to Sin being shut down indefinitely

Reed had decided to pay a visit to a rival nightclub in the hope that the patrons there athering at the Krib so far was the phone nuirls he wasn’t the least bit interested in

“Wanna dance?”

A cute brunette in a skintight pinkup to his table with a daiquiri in her manicured hand He was about to turn her down, but she looked so damn hopeful he didn’t have the heart to disappoint her

“Sure,” Reed relented

He waited as she set her glass on the table, then took her hand and led her to the crowded dance floor On a raised platfor drum-and-bass track that was , but the brunette wasn’t interested in fast Instead, she twined her ar into him in a slow, sensual rhythm

Norroin? Hell yeah

Tonight it felt like a chore

Christ, he was sick to death of random hookups o after Maybe the fact that he’d just turned thirty was souring hi his best friends happily involved in co as his wingle, and he was really starting to hate it

“You’re so sexy” His dance partner brought her red-painted lips to his ear and shouted to be heard over the pounding music

Reed lightly grazed her hips with his hands, trying to ease back fro his crotch like a heat-seeking missile

“Thanks,” he answered aardly