I feel I’m being intrusive, so I say, “You know, I can just go someplace else—”
Waving it off, he cuts in. “No, it’s the right place for you. It’s very discreet. You won’t have any publicity issues. Trust me, Governor.” He opens the door to the taxi. “Tyler has no other plans tonight, do you, Tyler?”
With a forced smile, he replies, “No. I guess I don’t.”
Troy claps his hands together. “Perfect. Have a nice time, Governor. Tyler, I’ll see you for brunch, yeah?”
“You’re paying, Troy,” he states as he steps into the taxi.
Troy snorts. “Fine, that’s fair.” Motioning for me to enter the proffered car, he winks and says, “Have a great time, you two,” as I move to the door hesitantly.
Taking a seat and closing the door, I ride off to a club with the man that has captured my attention for the past six hours. I hope this place is worth it, or I’ll be heading back for a long, unsatisfying shower.