“So did you?” I asked, knowing it was rude but completely incapable of not asking.
“What?”
“Go back in the VIP rooms?” I asked, unable to help myself. She giggled.
“Yeah, I did,” she replied. “You don’t have to, but that’s where you earn the most money. Security keeps a pretty close eye on things. It’s not dangerous or anything.”
I stared at her. She stared back, smirking.
“Wow,” I said finally. “I didn’t know that.”
“What? Are you going to get all judgy on me?” she asked. “f**k that. I’m not ashamed. Ryan knows all about it, too. That’s where I met him.”
“And it didn’t bother him?” I asked, even more startled.
“It would be pretty damned hypocritical if it did,” she said, laughing. “First time he came in, he paid for me all night, and I gotta tell you, we had a damned fine time in
