Chapter Forty-nine - Deacon

Anxiety washed over her, wondering if his attraction for her had changed because of what she had done at Cheaters. “Does it bother you?” she asked. “Knowing I was a dancer at that club, the way I earned the money I had to make? Does it…you know, make you think of me differently?”

He smiled over at her, leaning forward as he took his hand from the coffee cup and moved it to his knee. “Not at all. What you did doesn’t define who you are. Besides, even if you chose to do it for a living, that’s your choice. No one should ever judge you for your choices, especially when those choices don’t affect them.” He grinned at her, his eyebrows rising. “Of course, you looked hot as hell standing there. I could have looked at you all night long and been quite satisfied.”