"Alright Salem, so I promised you a 'Paw Patrol' toy, so let's find you something," I grin at him while pushing the shopping cart that he is sitting in the front of.
Salem loudly gasps as he squirms in the seat at the cart as he grins up at me; "Fanks, papa!"
"You're welcome, love," I chuckle as I make our way over to the toy section that is near the back of the store.
Fifteen minutes later, Salem has picked out his new toy which is a 'Chase Patrol Cruiser Vehicle' with a plastic 'Chase' figurine, and it's only ten dollars which is awesome! Next, we quickly grab a few personal hygine items that we both need, some snacks, and a few other food items before heading toward the checkout lanes. Salem and I are talking as we stand in line to check-out with two people in front of us about how much fun he is going to have with the toy when we get home.
"Papa, he stawwing at us," Salem fearfully whimpers as he clutches the sleeve on my right arm as he stares with wide eyes to my left.
Turning my head to my left, irritated that someone is scarring my son, and my eyes widen when I stare in shock and horror when I realize it is the man from the club last night - Kingston Edwards.
Fuck, this is awkward.
Kingston walks over to us with a red basket clasped in his left hand which is filled with food items, and he stops about a foot from us as he looks carefully between Salem and I; "Hi. How are you?"
"Hi. I, uh, I'm good, and how are you?" I nervously reply as I take in his appreance outside of the dimly lit club - he is just as attractive as I previously thought he was.
"I'm fine, thanks," he replies confidently as his gaze focuses on Salem, who is ignoring us by being focused on the new toy; "Who is this handsome little man?"
"I Salem Lane! I free!" he replies softly while holding up three fingers on his left hand before pointing at me. "He my papa!"
"You're a very big boy!" Kingston praises with a toothy smile before looking at me. "You have a son?"
"Yeah, obviously I do," I reply as I raise my left eyebrow at him in defiance - daring him to make a negative comment about this.
Before he can reply though, Salem let's out a loud shout while bouncing up and down in the seat; "Uncle Jon! Aun' Mac!"
Macey is Johnny's girlfriend of two years, and yes she is aware of his job, and has been to the club a couple of times. She is attending college full time on scholorship to become a Vet, and she has one more semester left before graduation, and she works part time at the local vet office. Macey is a year younger than Johnny, making her 23-years-old.
"Hi guys," Johnny and Macey greet us without calling me by my given name as Johnny looks nervously between Kingston and I as he recognizes Kingston from the club.
"Everything okay?" Johnny murmurs into my right ear as he tightly hugs me while Macey talks with Salem.
Humming softly as we glance at Kingston, who has been silently watching the four of us interact. I wonder what he is thinking as I am sure he caught Salem calling Johnny 'Jon' insteas of his stage name which Salem doesn't know.
"Papa, owr tur'," Salem tells me, and I could shout for joy at the break of tension.
"See you guys later," I murmur at Macey and Johnny with a smile before murmuring a quick 'goodbye' to Kingston with a tense smile at him.
I internally groan when Kingston moves to stand behind me in line, but I try to focus on unloading the contents of the cart onto the cashier's convayer belt instead of the sexy man behind me. Salem hands the toy to the man, who scans it with a smile before handing it back to Salem, who eagerly takes it before the man tells me my total. Handing him a fifty dollar bill with a weak smile before loading the bags into the cart as he prints the reciept, and gets me the change of two dollars and fifty-seven cents.
"Thank you," I murmur as I take the recipet and change which I stuff in the pocket of my denium skinny jeans.
Stepping forward with the cart before turning my attention to Kingston with a weak smile; "Have a good day, sir."
"You too, Milan," he replies before waving at a confused Salem, who has never heard me called Milan before.
"Papa name no Mil'n, he name Gab'iel," Salem says with a frown which makes me groan loudly.
"Your papa's name is Gabriel?" Kingston asks for clarification with a light chuckle while the cashier scans Kingston's stuff with an amused grin at our interation.
Salem seriously nods as he runs the tips of his fingers from his left hand over the box of his new toy. Kingston pays for his items before grabbing the two bags to step next to me with a smirk as he murmurs; "Both names are beautiful, but Gabriel really suits you. See you tonight."
I can't help but gawk at his retreating back as he walks away about ten feet from me, and his steps don't faulter as he looks back over his right shoulder at me with a wink, and a fucking smirk on his plump lips.
Shaking my head, I push the cart toward the exit as Salem rambles on about his time with Annabell last night, and what they did. I answer when needed, but I can't help but think about Kingston, and the idea of having a partner in my life. A partner who is funny, sexy, doesn't care that I was a whore a few years ago, and loves and treats Salem like his own child.
Let me be real though - I am never going to find this because of my job, but it pays well, so I can't quit.

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All That Glitters
RomanceGabriel Jackson is 22-years-old, gay, and works as an exotic dancer at 'All That Glitters' club. His stage name is 'Milan'. He has a 3-year-old son named Salem, and they live with Gabriel's best friend/boss Troyer, who they love with along with Troy...