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As soon as he says it, I turn my head to the side andscream his name. He watches me before he covers my mouth with his and takes my moans into his mouth.

He moves his hand from between my legs and rests it against the outside of my upper thighs. Pulling back, he looks at me and brushes my hair back. “God, you are so sweet, almost like the first time. You okay?”

Helping me sit up on the desk, I straighten my now-uncomfortable underwear, averting my eyes, looking away from him. “Yes. I’m good.” But all I can see in the back of my mind is Nick and his beautiful eyes—the last person I should be thinking of. I did nothing wrong, I tell myself. Seeing the look that crosses my face, Matt dips his head down to take a closer look at my face.

“Are you sure you’re okay?”

“Yes, I’m sure,” I lie, not wanting him to know I’m not fine. I thought this would make me feel better but it didn’t. In the moment it felt good but now…not so much.

“Let me help you get down.”

He helps me down and places a kiss on my lips as he looks into my eyes. “You’re what I want, Cat. I’m going to wait for you and do everything in my power to have you. Come on, let’s go find Ava.”

“Okay.”

When we go back into the madness, the noise hits me, and I see Ava still on the dance floor with a new dance partner. The song stops, she says something into the guy’s ear, they laugh, and she turns around, walking our way.

“Where did you two go?”

I don’t know what to say. Thank God Matt says something.

“We went up to the second level of the club.”

I grab her by the hand before she can ask another question. “Let’s go do another shot. I’m not drunk enough yet.” And that’s all I have to say to distract her.

She grabs Matt by the arm and drags him with us.

“Matt, maybe you can use your clout since you’re soon to be the owner of this fine establishment.”

“For what?”

“To get us that table over there, so all my admirers can get a good look at me in all my drunk glory. Get rid of those drunk asses at my table, please,” she says to him sweetly with her southern drawl.

Matt looks at me and shakes his head. “Is she serious?”

We laugh and I mouththank youto him for answering Ava’s question. He nods at me and winks.

Ten minutes later we are sitting front and center on the first floor against the wall at a table with a stripper pole in the middle. Matt has one more drink with us then gets up and whispers in my ear, “It’s getting late. I have to take care of some business. I don’t know how long it’s going to take, but when you’re ready to leave, I want you to send one of these two guys to get me so I can take you home or call you a cab.”

“Okay.”

“Give me your phone, let me put my number in it.”

I hand him my phone. He enters his number, hits a button, and pulls out his phone when it rings.

“Now I have your number.” He kisses me on the forehead and turns around to the two guys behind him. “I need you to keep an eye on these two ladies. If they need anything, get it for them, and if you can’t find me, make sure they get a cab and watch them get inside safely.”

The two guys say yes to Matt and shake his hand before he turns back to us smiling.

“Ava, I forgot how wild you could be—no, you’re even wilder than before. Let’s do this again.”

“For sure.”

“Thanks for bringing her out.” He motions to me with his head.

“No problem, now send some more drinks over here. I want to get blasted before I leave.”

“You’re already blasted. I think you should lay off the tequila shots.”