Chapter 46

He looks over me again, something he is having a hard time stopping while sitting here, and, in a way, it pleases me. He still likes what he sees. I should use that to torment him now he can’t do anything about it anymore.

I guess the feeling is mutual. He looks devilish in a sexy way still.

And we are back to that little pet name of his that I dislike so much. I stare at him for a long moment, wondering what he has up his sleeve with such a generous offer, and tap my nails on the bar impatiently, brain in overdrive and not afraid to be shameless.

“Triple what you paid me before. Seeing as I am no longer a hostess, and I will make this club better than it ever was, New York!” I throw my new pet name at him. If it’s good enough for the goose, it’s good enough for the gander.

I have the upper hand; if he wants me here, he won’t argue. Triple is probably a little greedy, but I think I deserve it after all the shit he put me through. It also means that if I save