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"Or heat up half the city."
"Is it warm in here to you?"
"Yeah, you could say that I'm feeling a little hot and bothered."
"I can open the door to create a draftЕ"
"Don't you dare."
She dropped her arms and sauntered over to sit next to me on the lounge. "It's
not fair, I've got my clothes off and youЧ"
"My hat's on the rack," I defended. "The way I'm set up now, I don't have to
take 'em off."
"But what if I want to touch your skin, too?" One of her hands wormed under my
coat and started plucking at my shirt-tail.
"UhЕ" Now I really was too distracted to answer. She got under the shirt and ran
her nails up my back, which made me squirm. I caught her arm and did a thing or
two to return the favor. We had to keep the laughter down; the walls weren't
that thick. Her other hand successfully unbuttoned my coat as she began crawling
all over me.
It was absolutely wonderful.
Bobbi craned her neck in the mirror to get a look at her throat. "Good thing I'm
wearing a high collar tonight," she said, her linger lightly touching the small
red marks there.
"Is it bad?"
"It's never bad with you."
"I mean, are you hurt?" Since our method of reaching a climax required my
breaking her skin in a very vulnerable area, her comfort was of serious concern
to me.
"What we do never hurts, you know that. I was talking about the hickey around
it. It'll fade in an hour or so, but not before the next show starts."
"Next time I'll show a little more restraint."
"Uh-uh. I like things just as they are. Besides, it gives me an excuse to buy
more stuff like this." She shook out a red satin gown and let it slither down
over her body. Watching Bobbi get dressed was as absorbing an activity as
watching her strip. There aren't many girls around with that kind of talent.
Someone knocked at the door. "One minute, Bobbi."
"Gonna stick around for the rest of the evening?" she asked, touching up the
powder on her nose.
"I'm supposed to be here to look for McAlister. Maybe I can slip out front, do a
quick gander, and come back."
"What if you find him?"
"The one weak point in all my plans," I confessed with mock drama.
"That and getting spotted by my boss. He'll know all about the lounge ruckus and
be in a wonderful mood. You stay back here and I'll ask around for you.
Someone's bound to know this fella. Clubs like this thrive on booze and gossip."
"Well, IЕ"
But she only smiled and winked and flashed out the door, locking it behind her.
She wasn't trying to keep me prisoner, only make sure no one else got in. That
mirror over her table reflected nearly the whole room, and neither of us wanted
to borrow trouble.
The band already had the next fanfare going and Bobbi made her cue just in time.
I relaxed back on the lounge and listened to her distant voice through the
intervening walls. Throughout her set, I pleasantly speculated over how many