little green devil was still snaking its way into her mind.
“Wow.” He leaned forward to get a better look.
She was surprised he didn’t crawl across the floor toward the stage.
“Is she the only blond stripper you have here?” Abigail asked the bartender to make certain she was the girl.
“Yep, Candi with an I is the only blonde we have. The rest are brunettes and redheads. It’s some type of trend.”
Abigail smiled at the way he told her the stripper’s name was spelled. This was definitely Benton’s woman.
Once Candi-with-an-I was done with her show, the strippers went to mingle with the crowd, trying to find who was willing to pay for a lap dance. A few more people had come in while the dancing was going on, so they had more men to sift through.
When Candi made her way over to them, Abigail put up her hand to motion her to come over and bend down to talk to her.
“My boyfriend and I would like the leopard’s spot, if we could.”
The stripper looked Abigail over and then Scott. “Oh, you can absolutely have the leopard’s spot,” she said seductively and motioned for them to follow her.
As they followed her through the curtain, Abigail grabbed Scott’s hand, and he jumped. Man, he was bad at pretending. She would remember that for future excursions with him. They immediately knew why it was called the leopard’s spot as there were red couches covered with leopard print throw pillows and a leopard print rug. Abigail almost felt like she would get dirty from being in the room, but they didn’t have a choice.
She watched as Candi poured three glasses of champagne and handed one to each of them. Turning the music on, she started with Abigail by rolling her body in front of her and bending over so her breasts were in her face. She moved on to Scott next, pushing his legs apart so she could move in between them with more rolling of her body.
It was at this point Abigail started to ask questions. “So, Candi, I have a problem, and I was wondering if you could help me with it.”
“What kind of problem do you need help with?” She turned her back to Scott and bent over.
“How much is this amazing show you are giving us exactly?”
“It’s three hundred for the leopard’s spot, including the lap dance and the champagne. If you want something extra, it’s more.” She was straddling one of Scott’s legs, and he was sitting on his hands. It was funny how he didn’t know what to do with them.
“I will give you two hundred more for a total of five hundred dollars if you give me some information on one of your regulars. “
Candi moved back over to her, sitting in her lap and leaning back against her. “I’m listening.”
“My ex has been in here several times, and I’m trying to get him to pay child support. All I need is a little dirt, something to help me get little Bobby some braces.”
Candi thought about that for a minute. “So you’re really not into strippers?”
“Oh, no, I am. I totally am. I fully expect you to take the money out of my mouth.” Abigail needed her to know she would still enjoy her company to keep her engaged in conversation. Scott looked over at her in surprise, and she winked at him. “My ex is Tom Sizemore.”
“Shit,” Candi said and stood up, turning around to face her. “I should have known. That man probably has illegitimate children all over the country. How old is your son?”
“Eleven going on thirty.” Abigail sighed. “I’m assuming he’s told you all about what he’s doing?”
Abigail was a good liar. She could tell Scott was impressed as he raised a brow at her.
“I mean, he has. The mayor and I have been screwing around for more than three years now. He’s been coming back here for that long. Pun intended.” Candi laughed at her own joke.
“Okay, so give me something I can use to get him to pay, please,” Abigail asked.
Candi looked like she was thinking about it. She bent down unexpectedly and kissed Abigail. At