

โFinally, youโre here.โ
โOh. Um.โ Play it cool, Van. Donโt let the hot girl get you tongue tied. โOf course, where else would I be?โ I flash her a dimpled smile.
โNo, seriously. Youโre an hour late. The least you couldโve done was call. We have a group of girls who are ready to see you take your clothes off. Letโs go.โ Her dainty fingers wrap around my wrist. The warm contact sends a current of electricity coursing through my body as she tugs me up the stairs.
โWait.โ I plant my feet. โWhat are you talking about? Take my clothes off? I think I deserve dinner before I get naked.โ I flash her a seductive smile.
โDinner? Are you kidding? We werenโt told we had to feed you.โ She drops my hand and rests it on her hip. โLook, we have a thousand dollars for you plus tips, if you’re good, to take your clothes off and shake your ass while we all ooh and ahh over your ripped abs. You have ripped abs, right?โ She lifts the hem of my shirt, exposing my hard six pack. โOh yes, thatโll do.โ Her gaze lingers on my exposed stomach for a few extra seconds before she reluctantly drops the fabric. โSo, are you coming or am I calling your boss to tell him you wonโt do your job?โ
Fuck. She thinks Iโm a stripper for her party. But it pays a thousand dollars plus tips. Since Iโm jobless, I could use the cash. I wager the battle in my head for a split second and, fuck it. First time for everything. โLead the way.โ
She spins around and climbs the stairs, the shimmering sequins on the ass of her dress hypnotizing as her hips sway back and forth. As the giggles and laughter grow louder, I second guess myself. Iโve never done this before. I mean, Iโve gotten naked before, just never with more than one girl watching.
โOur entertainment has arrived!โ the bombshell announces to her friends.








When sheโs not busy writing your next book boyfriend, Gia can be found playing in her vegetable garden, watching reruns of The OC and Gossip Girl, or curled up with a good book.























