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Chapter 7: Dark Chocolate & Dates

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I walk into the living room to see Kay sitting there watching some reality show. I swear constantly watching trash like this shit you're bound to lose brain cells.

"Don't you have anything else better to do?"

She turns to look at me before whistling and I can't help but to give her a spin. I'm just saying if you're going out no matter the time or occasion you better show out. Dressed in a black mid thigh dress with the chest cut out into a deep V-neck, paired with nude peep toe booties, a bitch was dressed to kill.

"Where you going looking all sexy?" she asks.

"I have a date."

She raises her eyebrow, "hm, with who hoe?"

"None of your damn business. Get a life bitch."

"I have a life, I'm sure that sexy beast taking you somewhere nice."

"Bye Kay."

I grab my purse before walking out the apartment. Little does she know that blue eyes isn't my date. Shit I guess on some level I wished he was but fuck it. Raising my hand for a taxi one comes and I tell him my destination before he pulls off. I get out the taxi after paying and walk into the expensive and highly occupied restaurant. I should've known that he'd pick a place like La Bella. This fucking place is the hottest in the fucking city. It takes months in advance just to get a damn reservation. Yet he pulled it off in a matter of twenty-four hours. Only solidifying that people like him and I don't belong together. I immediately spot him at a center table looking like one big tall glass of sexy. He looks at me and smirks while eyeing me up and down. I take my time making my way to him. The restaurant is filled with soft music and loud chatter. The delicious smell of Italian cuisine in the air, it's almost orgasmic. The closer I get to him the better I can make out his look. Black slacks and a red button down with a nice gold chain with a cross dangling from it. He stands up once I'm finally at the table.

"You look amazing" he states hugging me.

"Thanks, you do too" I say politely. We both take our seats just as a waiter comes asking for our drink order. "I'm a stripper" I say bluntly once the waiter is gone.

Bryan looks at me like I'm crazy, "what was that now?"

"I get half naked every night and dance for a bunch of strangers as they throw cash my way."

He clears his throat, "well that's one way to start a date."

I shrug, "I just want to be honest with you Bryan, you deserve at least that."

I watch as he lets the information sink in. Finally, I agreed to go out with him, figured I might as well throw him a bone. Shit if he wants to get caught up with a damaged stripper who am I to stop him. It's wrong for me to make that decision for him, not to mention the man is one sexy piece of dark chocolate. I knew from the jump that my job wouldn't open up a lot of doors to relationships. I guess in some ways that's what I fucking like the most about this damn job, it was like the perfect excuse to not get tied up with a man. What man in his right fucking mind would want his bitch dancing for other guys?

"Alright, do you know what you're getting?" he asks snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Alright? You're okay with that?"

He shrugs, "do I really have a choice?" I shake my head. "Right, I know you ma. You going to do you."

"Smart man" I grin looking over my menu.