Yes, I want to see Styx with less clothing on . . . so sue me. I’m only human. The man is dangerously sexy.
“I can’t believe I’ve let you talk me into this.” Mandy shakes her head from beside me and jumps when a group of women scream in excitement when the DJ starts playing music. “Please tell me we don’t have to stay here all night. My ears can’t take it.”
I laugh and hand her one of the Bomb Pop drinks that I ordered for us. “Just long enough to see Styx perform and then we can slip out and back to our cozy little lives.”
“Let’s hope he’s up first then,” she yells over the music, while fingering her dark hair. “This place is a little too wild for me.”
We sit here for about ten minutes, before the first guy finally takes the stage. A gorgeous guy with tattoos and dark blonde hair humps his away across the stage, the women going crazy and screaming out the name Kash.
I recognize his picture from the flyer that was on my truck the other night.
He’s been on stage for all of five minutes and already owns every single girl in this room. Not one person isn’t watching this hottie get down and dirty.
Once it gets close to the end of the song, Kash, jumps down from the stage and dances against a few women, before bringing one up to the stage with him to dance above her face.
This is the first time that I’ve ever watched a male stripper, and I have to admit that it makes me feel sort of . . . hot.
Even though I was here a few days ago, my attention was on Styx and Styx alone. He’s still the only reason I’m here now.
When I look over at Mandy, her face is red and her drink is half gone already. “You going to survive over there?” I ask with a laugh. “Breathe.”
She nods her head, keeping her eyes glued to the stage. “I had no idea that the strippers would be this hot. Most of the online videos have men with amazing bodies and not so great faces and I’ve seen a lot of videos.”
I laugh at her confession. “Walk of Shame is the exception, I guess. There’s got to be at least one decent male strip club out there and it looks like we’re in it.” I elbow her and smile, holding my straw to my lips. “Let’s just enjoy the entertainment for a bit, even if Styx isn’t up till last.”
She nods her head in agreement. “This Kash guy is pretty damn entertaining. So I’m enjoying. You couldn’t get me to leave now if you dragged me out that door by my hair.”
Smiling, I sit back and enjoy the show, getting excited at the idea of seeing Styx dance. If he moves anything like this Kash guy, then I have a feeling that I’m going to like it . . . a lot.
I can’t help but to hope that he spots me out in the crowd. For some reason, I want him to know that I’m here and to see his reaction to me showing up to watch him.
Another guy comes on next, instead of Styx, so I get up from my seat and walk over to order us a couple more drinks and two cherry bombs to waste some time.
A very tall, cute, security guard walks over and offers to carry my drinks for me when he notices me struggling.
“I got it, gorgeous.” He grabs the drinks and smiles down at me. “Where you headed?”
“Over there.” I point to where Mandy is practically standing to get a better view of the stage. “Thanks . . .” I stop and search for his name.
“Kage. And not a problem. Cale would kick my ass if I didn’t offer to help a beautiful woman with her drinks.”
He winks and then motions for me to walk first, then he sets the drinks down for us and smiles, before walking away.
“He’s good looking too,” Mandy points out. “This place is full of hot guys. Why have we not come here before?”
“Because the hospital is exhausting,” I point out. “Plus, I’m not sure what the hospital would think of their nurses partying it up at the strip club, waving cash at half-naked men. Then showing up for our shift, hungover and still fantasizing about the eye candy we saw the night before.”
She laughs. “That does sound bad. Maybe we should keep this private. I’m not even telling Kayla about this because she has a huge mouth.”
“Oh, we’re definitely keeping this between the two of us. Kayla is the last person who should find out. She’d run to that uptight bitch and have her on our asses, watching us even harder than she already does.”
“Oh God. I’d have to find a new job then. Let’s forget out the hospital and just enjoy before my excitement gets stomped out by thoughts of them.”
We’ve been here for thirty minutes now and Stone is now leaving the stage.
Excitement courses through me at the idea that Styx could be next. I only saw three men on that flyer. Styx, Stone and Kash and we’ve already seen the other two.