Needing Moore Series Boxed Set by Julie A. Richman

Author:Julie A. Richman [Richman, Julie A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Genre Fiction, Family Saga, Romance, Anthologies, Sagas, Collections & Anthologies
Amazon: B00L9GLS3W
Published: 2014-06-23T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-four

Mia bounced down St. Mark’s Place in the East Village flanked by two handsome gay men. Seth linking arms with her on the left and his roommate Rory linking arms with her on the right.

“I would have killed to have been a fly on the wall watching you throw that bitch’s clothes out the window.” Rory had been marveling at Mia’s story (which Seth told) for over an hour. “Well, don’t you worry little BBC, tonight you will be surrounded by gorgeous, albeit gay, men who will treat you like the goddess that you are. Secretly Mia, we all want your tits.”

As they rounded the corner to head down Second Avenue, they could already see the huge line blocking the sidewalk and waiting to get picked to get into The Saint to dance. Formerly the Fillmore East, and now renovated as the hottest gay club in New York City, The Saint’s dance floor was legendary. Built under a huge dome that had been designed and constructed by a former NASA engineer, a planetarium quality star machine had been purchased by the club’s land baron owner so that he would always have a place to “dance under the stars whenever his heart desired.”

Nearing the crowd, Seth groaned as it stretched all the way down the block and around the corner. “We must know someone in this line.” He scanned the crowd for a familiar party to join.

At the door, Mia checked out the security team. Three really big guys — all clearly straight — were deciding who was going to gain admittance for a night of dancing and possibly some hot balcony sex. Standing away from their view and watching them for a few minutes, it was clear that the tall handsome one in the suit and tie, at the back, was the head honcho.

Mia approached the red velvet ropes and caught the attention of one of the big goons. The man looked like a professional bodybuilder. Mia crooked her finger, indicating for him to come over. He approached her with an attitude. “Hey, can you go grab him. I need to talk to him.” She pointed to the guy in the suit.

“What do you need to talk to him about?” The goon was all Brooklyn attitude.

Mia gave the goon an incredulous look, “C’mon, you work with him, so you know he doesn’t like his personal stuff shared. I don’t want him mad at either you or me.”

The bluff was enough to send the goon over to the guy in the suit and deliver Mia’s message. The guy glanced over at Mia and nodded at whatever was being whispered in his ear. He didn’t take his eyes off of Mia.

He approached her slowly. Stonefaced. Mia made motion for him to bend down so that she could talk into his ear instead of trying to scream over the crowd. She put a hand on his shoulder and her lips close to his ear, “Today I left a file folder on my dining room table so I had to go home at lunch to get it.

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