Mitchell hated changing clothes in the car and he should have changed in the shower area but when he saw Xavier leaving the VIP room he decided to talk to him rather than head one more floor down to the showers. He got his shirt off and swore. The cold air slapped his body to remind him how stupid this decision was. He grabbed his pants and slid it up. The studded jock he unsnapped. Not the first time that he would leave club commando. When he heard the noise, he turned quickly. He saw a hand move quickly to extinguish the lit match.
“Do you always put on a show in the parking lot?”
“Sorry, man. Wasn’t trying to put on a show. Didn’t realize anyone was standing there.” Mitchell squinted and tried to determine the features of the man who spoke to him. “Anyway, if you wanted to see a show,
