Introduction
Damien olha nos meus olhos e eu derreto. Não faço ideia do que está acontecendo comigo, mas sinto uma vontade irresistível de beijá-lo. Eu o puxo para perto de mim e beijo seus lábios.
Seus lábios são macios. Ele cheira como o paraíso para mim.
O que aconteceu comigo? Um minuto atrás eu estava me perguntando por que um vampiro precisaria me contratar, de repente eu só o quero tanto?
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Rhea trabalha em um clube de fantasia exclusivo. O clube atende ao incomum. Ela não fará sexo com você, mas realizará seus desejos mais profundos. Ela quer sair. Um estranho sexy lhe dá a oportunidade de deixar esse mundo pervertido para trás.
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Chapter 1
Rhea POV
"Não sei quanto mais posso aguentar do Randall," digo ao Tyler.
"Você consegue, garota," ele diz enquanto revisa a lista de pervertidos desta noite.
Randall sempre foi um completo pervertido comigo. Ele me dá arrepios. Preciso deste emprego, senão já teria saído há muito tempo. Parece que dizer "não" funcionaria. Se ele me tocar de novo, vou perder a cabeça.
"Fácil para você dizer. Ele não está em cima de você o tempo todo," digo. Por que ele não pode simplesmente me ouvir e me deixar desabafar? Eu adoro o Tyler. Ele tem sido meu amigo desde que cheguei a Crystal River. Ele não faz ideia de como é ser uma mulher trabalhando com o Randall. Tyler é solidário e faz uma margarita incrível. Não sei onde estaria sem ele na cidade.
"Parece que você tem uma noite bem tranquila. Você tem três clientes e nada muito sério," Tyler diz enquanto folheia a lista.
Continuo arrumando meu cabelo enquanto ele revisa a lista. Eu o enrolo todas as noites em grandes cachos. Por algum motivo, os homens aqui realmente gostam disso. Contanto que não toquem no meu cabelo, continuarei arrumando-o grande e cacheado. Por que eles gostam desses grandes cachos é um mistério para mim. Não é como se eu fosse deixar eles tocarem no meu cabelo. Isso é um grande NÃO!
"Ei, aquele cara está na sua lista de novo. Aquele que traz champanhe e comida. Ele é meio esquisito," Tyler diz. Tyler adora me provocar sobre meus clientes.
"Ele é esquisito. Mas ele é muito gentil. Ele só quer conversar. Ele me traz algumas comidas estranhas diferentes toda vez que vem. O nome dele é Damien Alexander. Da última vez, ele me deixou uma gorjeta enorme e o número do celular dele. Nunca liguei para ele. Não quero acabar morta," digo ao Tyler.
Tenho que admitir que já pensei em ligar para ele. Fico imaginando como ele é fora do clube. Isso também é um grande NÃO. Não devemos nos envolver com clientes fora do clube.
Tyler sorri aquele grande sorriso dele para mim.
"Talvez eu devesse trabalhar com fantasias em vez de talentos. Assim, eu poderia ganhar muito dinheiro como você. Talvez conseguir um grande peixe," Tyler diz.
"Sim, você deveria. Isso é fácil. Você só se veste e entra no jogo. Se ficar muito esquisito... bem, você aperta o botão de pânico. Mas então, quem garantiria que eu tivesse os melhores clientes? Preciso de você trabalhando na minha lista de clientes," digo.
"Ei, isso é estranho," Tyler diz. Tyler examina seu tablet olhando a lista e olhando para mim.
"Tyler, você parece estressado, o que foi? Por favor, não me diga que os outros dois são esquisitos," digo.
"Não. O Sr. Alexander reservou você por três blocos em vez de um. Parece que ele quer você para a noite toda. OOH LAA LAA," Tyler diz.
"O que diabos?" pergunto.
"Parece que ele está tentando te reservar para a noite toda e, quando foi rejeitado, ele comprou três blocos de tempo," Tyler diz.
"Aprove a noite se puder. Esta será definitivamente uma noite fácil se tudo o que eu tiver que fazer for ouvi-lo e comer qualquer comida incrível que ele trouxer," digo.
"Você tem certeza?" Tyler pergunta.
"Sim. Faça isso! Antes que algum esquisito me reserve," digo a ele.
Eu solto os cachos do meu cabelo e borrifo spray fixador forte. Dou uma ajeitada. Se o Sr. Alexander está vindo, preciso de olhos esfumados e cílios grandes. Tyler me observa aplicar a maquiagem com muito interesse. Gostaria que ele pedisse ajuda, eu o ajudaria com a dele. Com o tempo, tenho certeza de que ele pedirá.
Preciso de algo realmente quente para vestir para o Sr. Alexander esta noite. Vou ao meu armário procurando algo que ele ainda não tenha visto. Acho que o vestido longo preto com a fenda até a coxa é perfeito, sutiã branco com uma blusa branca de botões.
Seguro a roupa que escolhi e mostro ao Tyler. "O que você acha?" pergunto.
Tyler sorri. "Acho que você está prestes a fisgar um grande peixe," ele diz.
"Você é um idiota, Tyler. Agora sente-se e deixe-me colocar alguns cílios em você antes de você sair. Sei que você quer," brinco com ele.
Tyler se senta na minha cadeira. Coloco cuidadosamente alguns cílios individuais nele.
"Eu não sou gay. Você sabe disso, Rhea," Tyler diz.
"Eu nunca disse que você era, Tyler. Não há nada de errado em querer ser bonito," eu o encorajo. Ele vai se assumir quando estiver pronto.
O tablet do Tyler começou a tocar. Ele olha para ele. "Uau, o Sr. Esquisito reservou você para a noite toda. Olha, se ele ficar estranho, me avise e eu chamo um dos grandalhões para jogá-lo fora," ele diz.
"Eu sei que você me protege, Ty," respondo.
Dou um beijo na testa dele. Preciso me vestir. Enquanto me visto, vejo Tyler admirar seus cílios. Eu o amo, meu melhor amigo. Visto meu sutiã branco, depois a blusa de botões e, finalmente, a saia justa em linha A.
"Tyler, antes de você ir, pode colocar meus saltos em mim?" pergunto.
Ele olha para o meu vestido. "Acho que você deveria usar aquelas botas pretas até o joelho. ooh la la," ele diz.
"De qualquer forma, preciso de ajuda. Você sabe como sou desajeitada. Não consigo colocá-las sozinha. Então, você está de serviço. Vá cuidar do talento," digo com uma risada.
Tyler pega minhas botas do guarda-roupa e caminha até onde estou sentada.
"Você me deve uma grande. Espero uma gorjeta por isso," ele diz.
"Vou te comprar café da manhã amanhã com a grande gorjeta que estou prestes a ganhar," digo.
"Combinado, quero panquecas do lugar do outro lado da rua. OOO e mirtilos. Talvez alguns ovos com queijo," ele diz.
"Tyler, por que você acha que ele me quer para a noite toda? Não vou dormir com ele. Será que ele realmente quer só conversar por tanto tempo?" pergunto.
"Talvez ele esteja apaixonado, talvez ele esteja entediado, talvez ele vá te sequestrar," ele diz com uma gargalhada enorme.
"Fala sério, idiota. Aposto que ele acha que pode conseguir mais do que oferecemos. O que não vai acontecer. De jeito nenhum vou dormir com um cliente. Odeio este trabalho, mas sigo as regras," digo com firmeza.
"Ei. Não há ninguém mais profissional do que você neste clube de fantasias. Isso eu sei. Sei que você nunca cruzaria essa linha. Se algo der errado, basta apertar o botão. Se você estiver nervosa, eu cancelo ele. Tenho quase certeza de que ele é inofensivo," Tyler diz.
"Você está certo. Fui eu que disse para fazer. Será uma noite fácil com um cliente fácil. Certo, Ty?" digo.
"Isso mesmo. Agora levante essa sua bunda sexy e vá para o seu quarto de fantasia. Ele vai chegar em breve," Tyler diz. Ele me beija na bochecha e sai da sala. Ele está certo. Preciso me apressar e preparar meu quarto de fantasia para o Sr. Alexander.
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lillith M kennedy
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