𝐷𝑜𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐸𝑦𝑒𝑠

12

{Tiara}

Ruby nudges me as I refuse to stare at the man ripping his shirt off on the stage.

Who's idea was it again to come to a male strip club?

Definitely not mine.

I didn't even know these things existed.

Jenny is busy howling with laughter.

I introduced her to Ruby earlier and they immediately hit it off.

Apparently we all have the same weird sense of humor.

"She's so shy."
Jenny teases, tossing a few dollars bills on the stage.

"Can we go?"
I complain, checking my watch.

Strip clubs make me feel awkward.

"No, you need to stop thinking about Quin."
Ruby insists, whistling as the man starts collecting the money and stuffing it in his skin tight boxers.

My cheeks are on fire.

I would never be caught dead here of all places.

What if I see someone I know?

"I'm not thinking about him!"
I hiss, grabbing her arm.

It's a lie of course.

How could I not think about him when he's so sweet?

I bite back a grin just thinking about how excited he looked to see me when I opened the door for them this morning.

He's so cute.

Jenny rolls her eyes.

"You guys are pathetic. You both keep asking me about each other, just fuck already."
She mutters.

And I thought I couldn't get any redder.

"I'm going to wait in the car."
I grumble, grabbing my purse.

"No ma'am."
Ruby grabs my wrist.

I groan.

This is torture.

By the time the sun sets I realize that the club wasn't much torture compared to where they take me next.

A underground sex club.

Seriously.

I prepared myself for a normal day, I didn't even know these places excised!

"You should get to know your soon to be boyfriend better, Tia. Quin thinks I don't know when be sneaks out in the middle of the night to come here but one time I followed him. Your boy loves sex. At least the sound of it."
Jenny can barely get through it without laughing the entire time.

First of all, Quin and I aren't getting together, he doesn't like me.

I feel the second hand embarrassment leave my body in waves.

Though this is mildly inappropriate, how dare Jenny expose his silly little sex world to me like this?

"I just want you to be prepared."
She nudges me, reading my mind.

Once again, I'm unaware of how red I turn.

How hot I feel.

We don't even get past the front stage ticket booth before I'm turning on my heels to walk out.

I can hear moaning and grunting from out here.