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away, returning to me my personal space he’d been crowding. My body seemed to follow him, as if trying to be close to him again.
     
    “You better watch out for this one, Violet. He’s a real ladies’ man.”
     
    I glanced back at Cam, arching an eyebrow.
     
    He grinned.
     
    “Here,” Adam said, stacking some papers in front of me and handing me a pen. “When you’re done, you can go. Be here tomorrow night to dance at seven.”
     
    I couldn’t help but sneak little glances at Cam out of the corner of my eye as I wrote. Was it true? Was he a ladies’ man? If he were, it would do me no good to be attracted to him. I wasn’t the kind of girl that would stand in line for attention. I guess I wouldn’t be surprised if he was. I mean, he worked in a strip club and his uniform was shirtless. Suddenly I understood why there were women in this club. All the bartenders were men and all of them were hot.
     
    When Cam caught me looking, he smirked and I averted my gaze and finished up the paperwork. I picked it up to carry into Adam’s office, but Roxie intercepted me.
     
    “Taking that to the boss?”
     
    I nodded.
     
    “I’ll do it.” She reached out and took the papers.
     
    “You don’t have to do that.”
     
    “I want to.”
     
    There was something about the way she said it… I gasped. “You have a thing for him?!”
     
    She got this who me? look across her face, but then she smiled. “Maybe a little crush.”
     
    “More like a big one.” I teased.
     
    She sighed. “It doesn’t matter anyway. He won’t date the dancers. He doesn’t mix business with pleasure.”
     
    “I thought he was married.”
     
    “I doubt it will last; none of his marriages do.”
     
    “Is he damaged?”
     
    “I just don’t think he’s found the right woman yet.”
     
    “Well, if you ask me, he needs to stop getting married until he actually finds her.”
     
    “Maybe he’s a hopeless romantic.” She sighed, gazing toward his office door.
     
    “Maybe he’s a typical guy who thinks with the brain inside his pants.”
     
    She snorted. “Yeah, you’re probably right.”
     
    “Well, thanks,” I said, gesturing to the papers.
     
    She nodded. “Call me tomorrow and we’ll meet up before work. Get you some outfits.”
     
    She headed into Adam’s office and I went outside. Ty held open the door for me as I walked out to the parking lot. “That was some dancing tonight, Miss Harlow.”
     
    “I’m a complete disaster, Ty.”
     
    He chuckled. “You got the job, didn’t ya?”
     
    “Yep.” I smiled, proud of myself. Passing an audition to become a stripper might not be something I should be proud of, but dammit, I was. It took a lot of guts for me to do what I did tonight and I was able to hold on to my job without actually getting naked.
     
    “See you tomorrow night, sugar.”
     
    I waved good-bye and went around the side of the building to the back of the lot where I was able to squeeze my car. The air was thick and humid even at this early hour. I lifted my hair up off my shoulders and tied it into a messy knot on the top of my head to keep it from sticking to my neck. I wanted a shower and my bed. If I made tomorrow night what I did tonight, I could pay off half my bills. Then I would just need to catch up on my rent and start paying toward my tuition.
     
    I had to keep my school schedule on track. I had a four-year plan that included a bachelor’s degree, and I fully intended to make it happen.
     
    I unlocked my Toyota and climbed inside, anxious to turn on the air-conditioning. I slid the key in the ignition and turned. The engine turned over. The car did not start. I tried again. Same thing.
     
    I groaned. “Not tonight,” I said to the car.
     
    Then I pumped the gas pedal (isn’t that what you’re supposed to do?) and tried again. That didn’t work either.
     
    I leaned my forehead against the steering wheel and considered my options. I could go look under the hood and