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front of two female customers, and the crooked grin he flashed them sent a spiral of heat through Darcy’s body.
    Damn it. Like the dumbass she apparently was, she’d gone and opened Pandora’s sex box, and now she couldn’t close the stupid thing. X-rated images sizzled through her mind, all of them involving Reed’s muscular body in various states of undress, which only caused a dose of guilt to join the desire coursing in her veins.
    He was AJ’s best friend, for Pete’s sake. She wasn’t allowed to harbor such wicked thoughts about him.
    In an attempt to distract herself, Darcy sipped her Coke and eavesdropped on the conversation of the two women beside her. They were in their early twenties, both decked out in skintight dresses and impossibly high heels. Their heads were huddled together as they spoke in raised voices over the pounding music.
    Initially, Darcy thought they were discussing a phone call with a guy that one of the girls was crushing on, but after a couple of minutes, it became evident they were talking about something entirely different. The person whose call they were waiting for wasn’t a boyfriend or a crush—it was a drug dealer.
    “No,” the blonde was saying, “we don’t have to go anywhere. He sells it right here at Sin.”
    Darcy froze, the hairs at the back of her neck standing on edge. AJ had mentioned that a drug dealer was using the club as his headquarters, but they hadn’t figured out who it was yet.
    “How did you even get his number?” the other girl asked.
    “Mac gave it to me. But he warned me that this guy is totally on the down low. Everything is super hush-hush, but his stuff is good and he sells it cheap.” The young woman glanced at her phone display, then squealed. “Ooh, he just got back to me. Come on, let’s go. You have cash on you, right?”
    As both girls hopped off their stools, Darcy sprang to action, lightly touching the blonde’s arm. “Excuse me.”
    “Yeah?” The girl eyed her warily.
    “I didn’t mean to eavesdrop—I swear, I don’t usually do that—but…Do you think I could get that phone number from you?” Darcy put on her most innocent, unassuming face.
    Suspicious brown eyes peered back at her. “Why?”
    She offered a sheepish smile. “I’ve been trying to score some—” she leaned in to whisper into the woman’s ear “—Ecstasy for weeks now, but my usual guy is dry.”
    “Really? You don’t look like the type who, uh, uses that stuff.”
    Darcy laughed. “I don’t do it often, but every now and then I feel like getting a little… happy , if you know what I mean.”
    The two women giggled. “Oh, we definitely know what you mean,” the brunette answered.
    The blonde quickly clicked a couple of buttons on her BlackBerry, then turned it around so Darcy could view the screen. “Here. Hope this helps you feel happy tonight.” She shot her a warning look. “But you’re only allowed to text him. He won’t pick up the phone if you call.”
    Darcy wasted no time pulling her own phone out of her purse and punching in the phone number. Once she was done, she winked at the two girls, thanked them, and then watched them scurry off and get swallowed by the crowd.
    The instant they were gone, Darcy spun around and waved her hand in an attempt to get Reed’s attention.
    When he noticed her frantic movements, a slight frown marred his lips.
    “Get over here!” she called.
    Without an ounce of enthusiasm, he made his way over, wiping his hands on a red-and-white-checkered dishrag. “Hey, I know I’m taking a while, but I can’t leave until my relief shows up. It’s insanely busy tonight.” He looked frazzled. “Normally we don’t get a rush this big until closer to ten.”
    She spoke in an urgent tone. “I think I just found your drug dealer.”
    Confusion filled his eyes. “What are you talking about?”
    “AJ told me there’s some guy dealing drugs at Sin. Well, I just spoke to two girls who know him.” Darcy beamed