Page 36 of Say My Name

“There isnogirl.” I put an end to their inquiry.

“Oh, there’s a girl all right. And Dev can’t keep his eyes off her.”

“Shut up, Ledger.”

He laughs and Greer shifts in her chair. “Tell me more.” Of course, she wants to know more.

“Look, Swan may differ from my other girls, but that doesn’t mean I’d ever break my non-fraternization rule. Besides, we have bigger shit to worry about than getting laid.”

Greer hits me with a concerned stare. “I just worry about you, big brother. You’re under extreme stress. You should ask her out on a date? Relieve some tension?”

“Ask her out?” I laugh. “Are you fucking kidding me? This isn’t grade school, and I’m not asking her to be my date to the dance.”

Greer points her fork at me. “Stop being such an ass.”

Ledger and Roman chuckle and I shoot them each a warning stare.

“I’m not an ass, and I willnotbe asking out one of my employees.”

Greer holds up her hands in surrender. “Fine, let me hook you up with the single mom. Her name is Evangelina. She’s really nice.”

“No. I don’t want to be hooked up with anyone. I’m fine,” I nearly shout the words, wanting them to believe it as much as I’m trying to convince myself.

The conversation falls away and I barely listen as Roman tells us all how he met yet another woman and brought her to my club. I don’t think he’ll ever be serious about anyone, but neither will I, so we’ll always have that in common.

My mind drifts to a particular woman. A taken woman. A woman who currently holds residence inside my head. I’d love to evict her from my thoughts, but no matter how hard I try, I can’t.

I’m tired of jerking off to thoughts of her.

I’m tired of watching her flutter around the main floor of my club, waiting on guests, and getting embarrassed when she sees half-naked people walking around.

She can’t really want to be a Greedy Girl, can she?

Chapter 11

Chloe

Here’s my list of things I’ve done that haven't worked.

I’ve questioned a few of the girls, but got nowhere.

I’ve gone through the DMV database, looking at picture after picture of random people seeing if any of them match anyone I’ve seen at the club.

I’ve even followed a few employees after work, but it always leads to nothing.

I followed Devereaux late one night, but his car went incredibly fast and I couldn’t keep up. Once I finally made it to his place, because I know his address, he was already home, lights out.

I’ve checked into all potential leads, and they’ve all been a bust.

I slam my laptop shut, because I’ve been reading the case files all day and feel like my eyes are crossing. I crack my neck and stand, stretching my arms over my head.

I want the captain to be proud of the work I’m doing, so I vow I’ll make headway tonight.

I’ll talk to the girls to figure out more member names.

I rummage through my closet, looking for a skimpier outfit than the one I wore last week. I need to be a Greedy Girl. How can I convince Adele to push me up through the ranks? I need to find the answer soon.

I’m kicking ass at work. My first week was a learning curve, but I’ve finally got it. My customers love me. Hell, I have people ask for me by name now.

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