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IT WAS AMATEUR Night at the strip club, which I usually enjoyed, but for some reason, I just wasn’t feeling it. I had my mind on other things, like Aubrey’s tonsils and how much it was going to cost. I did get one lap dance, but was actually relieved when it was over. She was a blonde who smelled of gardenias, which I wasn’t a fan of. The overpowering flowery perfume reminded me too much of my great aunt Tillie, who used to bathe in the scent.
“I need to get some fresh air,” I said to Cody, who’d been trying to persuade Tank into getting a lap dance. I looked toward the men’s room, which was where he’d disappeared to. “Let Tank know I’ll be back in a few minutes.”
“No problem,” Cody said, eyeballing another stripper working the tables. He pulled out a twent
