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bring you to the club and I have, but I’m telling you right now, Brooks, this is all you’re going to see of the place.”
    “How about the ladies’ room? Are you going to let me see that?”
    Her question caught him by surprise. “Of course you can go to the bathroom.”
    “Where is it?”
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    He couldn’t understand her easy acceptance of his refusal to show her the rest of the club. “Back out the door we came in. First door on the right.”
    “I’ll be back, Travers, and then I want you to take me home.”
    “Brooks—”
    “And after you take me home, you can go fuck yourself.”
    Okay, so maybe she wasn’t taking his refusal so well. Great, this is what he got for trying to be a good friend. Well, two could play the pissed-off game. “Fine, Brooks. I’ll settle the tab.”
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Chapter Three
    Ginny stormed back to the front entryway and violently shoved open the door to the ladies’ room. She watched the two women inside take one look at her face before giving her a wide berth and leaving her alone in the most spacious restroom she’d ever seen. No doubt they’d seen the steam coming from her ears.
    Damn Liam! The lying, two-timing scum sucker. She recalled his oh-so-apologetic voice on the phone this morning. I have to work late. Big case. I really have my hands full with this one. Oh, his hands were full all right. Full of that blonde slut’s lousy boob job.
    She hoped he got silicone poisoning from all that disgusting slurping and mauling he was doing. Son of a bitch.
    She stood in front of the mirror and tried to still the blood pulsing through her body. She had an overwhelming desire to ram her fist into something. That was one of the problems with hanging around her male friends so often. The only way she knew how to feel better was to hit something. Why couldn’t she just cry and get it all out of her system like a normal woman?
    The thought of her friends infuriated her even more. Fucking Travers. Regardless of his words, he had lied to her. He knew why she’d wanted to come to the club. If she’d just wanted a goddamn drink, they could’ve gone anywhere.
    She glanced up at her image, disheartened by what she saw. She’d felt so pretty an hour ago, sexy, hot. Now she just felt old. Some birthday.
    Looking in the mirror again, she saw the reflection of a second door on the opposite end of the room from where she’d entered. It opened and a woman entered. A smile crept across Ginny’s face as she glimpsed for just a moment what was obviously another entrance to the rest of the club. Hopefully, a much more interesting part.
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    Screw Travers. She was a grown woman and she was going to give herself the birthday of a lifetime. She pinched her cheeks, fluffed her hair, took a deep breath and decided tonight was her night. If he wasn’t going to give her a tour, she’d show herself around. It would be better that way. If she met a man, Travers would no doubt find something wrong with the guy and scare him away.
    Tonight she was turning over a new leaf, living a little. Hell, maybe living a lot if the room behind door number two delivered. It was a sex club, after all.
    Walking over to the door, she slowly opened it and stepped into a world she’d only read about in the sexy books she kept under her bed.
    The large ladies’ room clearly accommodated two parts of the club and she found herself in a dim circular room with a stage in the center. Around the darkened stage were several tables, not unlike those in the bar area. However, there was other furniture in the room as well. Chaise lounges, long couches and overstuffed armchairs were scattered amidst the more staid seating.
    Ginny was grateful for the darkness as it appeared to be a full house tonight. Most of the seats were taken by couples or groups in various states of dress—or undress, as it were. Feeling rather conspicuous standing alone, she quickly scouted and found an empty table by the