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buying you twenty minutes in the back room for a private show with a girl. Anyone you want. So who’s it going to be? Who is the lucky lady who gets the pleasure of the Cassidy charm tonight?”
    Chris laughed at Brody’s question, while in the back of his mind he couldn’t help but think there was one girl he wanted who he couldn’t have. Darci.
    But damned if parts of him—long neglected parts—didn’t start to like the idea of a private show. Chris pushed the beer in front of him away. It had to be the alcohol making it seem like a good idea to go in the back room and let a stranger get him off by grinding against him.
    And for an extra few twenties slipped to her in private, he could have a whole lot more than a dance from quite a few of the girls who worked there. At least that’s what he’d heard from a couple of guys. Illegal, yeah, but the girls got away with it somehow.
    Apparently, as long as there were no fights and the patrons were on good behavior inside and outside in the parking lot after their visits, the local cops turned a blind eye to what went on in the back room of this place. Chris didn’t want to speculate but he suspected the owner made it worth their while to do so.
    “I know which one you like.”
    Chris turned to look at his brother. “Oh, do you?”
    “Uh, huh.” Brody nodded, grinning.
    “And which one do you reckon is my Ms. Right, in your opinion?”
    “I don’t know if she’s that, but she could be good enough for tonight. The blonde.” Brody shot a sideways gaze at Chris. “Am I right?”
    Damn his brother for knowing him too well. Yeah, Chris had noticed the blonde. He couldn’t help it. Aside from the bought and paid for tits, she reminded him of Darci. Her long legs. Her fair coloring. Even her haircut.
    He grew impossibly harder just looking at the girl who looked like Darci.
    How messed up was that? He was one sick bastard, hiring a substitute for the woman he wanted, but who wouldn’t give him the time of day.
    And damned if he wasn’t going to do it. “A’ight. See if the blonde’s available.”
    “Now we’re talking.” Brody rubbed his hands together and stood.
    Chris shook his head. He needed to do something about his social life. Eventually.
    Tonight, he was going to let this woman cure what ailed him. Let her ease the ache deep inside that Darci’s rejection had caused.  
    Tomorrow—he’d have to decide then what to do next.

CHAPTER 4
    It was Valentines Day and a Saturday to boot, making it feel doubly bad that Darci was sitting at home in her pajamas in the afternoon.
    She had no boyfriend. No date. No prospects for even a girls’ night out since those were few and far between now that Jon had stolen her best friend from her.
    Ali and Jon no doubt had some romantic evening planned while she had nothing but the sofa and the remote control and whatever movies the cable networks chose to run on television.
    So what? Darci decided she’d just make the best of her me time .
    A career focused, working woman needed to take time for herself once in a while. She could relax. Catch up on reading . . . wallow in self-pity.
    Darci sighed. Her life truly was pitiful.
    The one saving grace was that Rick’s life was just as pitiful as hers. He didn’t have any plans either. No romantic prospects for the holiday for him. That made her feel moderately better.
    It was the damn greeting card companies and florists who created and marketed this holiday to make everyone feel as if they had to celebrate it in some big way or they were losers. She was convinced of it.
    People complained that Christmas had become too commercial, but she’d argue Valentines Day was worse. Especially for a single girl.
    Well, Darci didn’t intend to bow to the pressure of the commercialism. Not this year. At least there were some good movies on. Maybe she’d even make some popcorn later.
    Did they have a bag of popcorn kernels in the cabinet? She didn’t know and she was too lazy to