~ GAVIN ~
From the moment I found out what Max ‘knew’ I needed, I vehemently turned it down. But he insisted.
In his words, “We have work, Gav. Go let out this steam so you can function with a clear head tomorrow.”
So here I was, in a private booth of a shadowed s*x club with a dancer he whispered in my ears that he had paid enough for me to do ‘anything’ with.
The bass thumped through the walls, the air thick with sweat, perfumes, and loveless s*x. I slouched on the single leather sofa in the room, watching the dancer’s silhouette gyrate against the red neon light.
The lighting reminded me of a certain room in my home but I quickly took my mind off it. Too dangerous.
The dancer was performing sexy stunts with the floor-to-ceiling pole in the middle of the room, occasionally burs
