Page 8 of Sin City Lights

“Whoa. Let me get this straight. He made the earth move for you, told you his first name, then sent you home?”

“Good job giving me the CliffsNotes version.”

Lauren shook her head.“I thought he booked the Platinum Package.”

“He did.”

“And that’s all he went for? His payment is nonrefundable!”

“He won’t be hurting. It goes toward credit.”

“How exactly did it end?”

“He pocketed my panties and said he owed me a new pair.”

“He kept a souvenir?” Lauren asked.

“He did.”

“And he kept all his clothes on.” It was a statement, not a question.

Eve nodded.“Never took off his suit jacket.”

“Did he at least turn on the lights? After?”

“He did not.”

“Tell you his last name?”

“No.”

“Evie!”

Eve shrugged one shoulder.“I told you it was unusual.”

Lauren leaned back.“Wow. You think…maybe there’s something wrong with…um, him?”

A flashback of Adam’s strong hands all over her, of the way hissolid body had felt pressed against hers, caused instant tingles, and she squeezed her thighs together.

He had been hard. Unmistakably so. Why hadn’t he asked her to take care of him?

“Mmm…no. Nothing is wrong with that man.”

“Maybe he’s deformed or scarred?”

Eve shook her head.“Not that I could tell.”

Lauren pondered for a moment.“Maybe he’s blind and doesn’t need lights. I had a blind client once. He was out of this world responsive.”

“I hadn’t thought of that. But if that were the case, wouldn’t it be in his paperwork?”

“Yeah, you’re right. They would have told you.” Concern spread across Lauren’s face.“This isn’t how you usually handle things. Why did you let him?”

Why, indeed.“Honestly? I have no idea. I got completely carried away.”Literally.

“I’ll say. Has that ever happened before?”

“You know it hasn’t.”

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