Chapter 8

“Fuck me, you’re beautiful.” And I meant it; I wasn’t just trying to suck up after having my foot in my mouth. With the whole package in place, Scott was a hot-looking woman; even I could appreciate that. He smirked and stroked my cheek. Something deep in my belly did a somersault, and my breath caught.

“Time to get out. I’ll see you after the show.”

“Break a nail!” I called over my shoulder.

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I sat beside Min for the show, not really paying attention to anyone onstage but Scott. He was a hot dude dressed as a woman. And again, he made one hot woman. What was I feeling? He was doing a dance number with two other gyrating queens, but I had eyes only for him. He was like a siren from those cheesy Greek tales. My mind would not stop drifting toward dirty thoughts of the two of us draped over one another…

And it only got worse the more Min shoved drinks at me. She could see what was going on, and clearly enjoyed the “show” in the seat next to her.