Retrieving Desire by Elizabeth Lapthorne

Author:Elizabeth Lapthorne [Lapthorne, Elizabeth]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Tags: Romance, Fiction, General, Contemporary, Adult
ISBN: 9781419931024
Publisher: Ellora's Cave
Published: 2011-02-18T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

A small foyer with a coat check booth opened out into an enormous open planned space with a stage and a small catwalk. The club was warm, almost uncomfortably so.

Curtains pulled closed around the few windows were of a heavy, dark burgundy, same as the trim outside. The walls were largely black, with thin panels of burgundy to offset the silver mirrors and keep all the attention on the stage and dancers. Obviously the decor had been kept to a minimum so instead of admiring their surroundings, the gentlemen would be fully focused on the main attractions.

Tables were scattered around the large room, though by far the most were lined up three rows deep around the catwalk and stage itself. On stage, two girls who looked barely old enough to be legal were in matching sexy sailor outfits complete with caps. Two identical golden poles were set up and music blared loudly, a slow, sensual bass beat and the girls danced and shimmied around their respective poles almost in tandem.

Melia felt as if she were inside a dark, warm mouth. She and Mishka slowly walked into the main room side by side, both of them looking around and getting a feel for the club.

After a moment Melia realized the entire club gave her a faint sense of being dirty—and not in a good way. She wasn’t sure what had set off her internal radar. Lost in her own musings, Melia didn’t at first see the tall, handsome blond man watching the two girls dance in near synchronization.

He drew her attention when he shouted and clapped his hands loudly.

“Stop. Stop! Not anywhere near good enough. Lisette, you’re a full step behind the beat and thus ruining the synch,” he said to the girl on the left. His almost camp tone didn’t mask his genuine annoyance and seeming dislike of the dancers.

“And Pansy, your limbs are as stiff as a crone’s spine in Sunday church,” the blond continued in a part amused part derogatory tone. “Either get laid, have a massage or just do something to loosen up. I can’t believe this is the best you can do and you’re supposed to be opening tonight. Where’s—”

Melia and Mishka had stopped two dozen or more feet away from where the man stood in front of the stage, chastising the dancers. Both girls were panting and looking dejected, but taking the criticism well. The man stopped, however, when he realized others had entered the room. He took one fleeting glance at Mishka and then his gaze rested on Melia. Cutting himself off, he threw his hands into the air with an exclamation.

“Thank fuck! Saved by the grace of all that’s holy. You naughty girl, making poor Shane wait. What were you thinking? I know all dancers consider themselves artistes but honestly, half an hour late? Without a call or a text? Even that’s too much for someone as highly recommended as you, angel face. Pansy, Lisette, you can go. You’ll run third and

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