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at him. “They gave me his phone number.”
    He gave a sharp intake of breath. “You’re shitting me.”
    “Nope. It’s right here on my phone. Should I text him?”
    Reed’s expression went deadly serious. “Yeah. Do it now. Tell him you’re interested in buying a few party favors and you’ve got the cash.”
    Darcy started to key in the message, then stopped and shot Reed a blank look. “How do I phrase it? What does Ecstasy even come in? Hits? Pills? Fingers, you know, like whiskey?”
    A laugh burst out of his mouth. “Yes, Darcy, ask for two fingers of E. Makes you sound like a real pro.”
    She scowled. “Excuuuuuse me for not being super knowledgeable about drugs and all the forms they come in.”
    “I thought you knew stuff,” he said smugly.
    Her scowl deepened. “Yeah, normal, everyday stuff. I’m not part of a drug cartel!” She pressed send, then set her phone down on the counter. “There. I kept it vague, so we should be good. Hopefully he texts me ba—”
    Her iPhone buzzed before she could finish the sentence. Wow. That was one on-the-ball drug dealer. The kids in her eighth grade class could take a lesson or two from him about punctuality.
    She quickly read the message, then relayed it to Reed. “He says thirty bucks for two pills—is that a reasonable price or should I try to barter with him?”
    Reed rumbled with laughter again. “Tell him it’s fine.”
    With a nod, Darcy sent an answering message, and just like before, a response came in right away, instructing her to go to one of the curtained-off alcoves situated throughout the club in exactly thirty minutes. She shot back a quick “KK” before grinning at Reed. “This is so exciting. I feel like a narc.”
    He snickered. “You watch too many cop shows.”
    “Yeah, well, you don’t watch enough cop shows, otherwise you’d find this as exciting as I do.”
    A stern look sharpened his features. “It’s not supposed to be exciting, Darce. Drugs are serious shit.”
    An annoyed shout sliced through the trance beat blasting from the DJ platform. “Yo, dude! Quit getting your mack on and bring us our beers!”
    “I’ll be right back.” Looking unenthused, Reed hurried off to take care of the waiting patrons.
    He didn’t end up coming back for another twenty minutes, and Darcy was thoroughly impressed as she watched him move up and down the bar with ease, filling endless orders and flashing that cocky grin to every customer, male or female. At one point, he clicked on his earpiece and muttered something she couldn’t make out, and then he was suddenly heading back to her.
    He lifted up the wooden barrier that blocked off the bar area, opening his mouth to address her just as a tall, bulky man with a shaved head stalked up to them. Darcy recognized him as one of the bouncers, but she couldn’t remember his name.
    “What’s up, boss?” the behemoth said brusquely.
    “Jeff. Hey. You tended bar back in the day, right?”
    The bouncer nodded. “Yeah…”
    “Good. I need you to man the fort until Henry or Sue get here,” Reed replied. “I’ve got something I need to take care of.”
    The bouncer’s dark eyes shifted from Reed to Darcy, then back to Reed. “Everything okay?”
    Reed leaned in and murmured something in the other man’s ear. Darcy wasn’t certain, but she thought she heard the words “our little problem” and “keep an eye out, seven o’clock” but Reed ushered her away before she could ask him what he’d said.
    “So how are we doing this?” She had to bring her lips close to his ear, and his intoxicating scent immediately grabbed hold of her senses and stole her ability to think properly. She held her breath so she wouldn’t have to breathe him in, once again reminding herself that she had no business thinking about how good he smelled. Or how yummy his ass looked in his black trousers.
    “Not sure yet. We’ll just wing it.”
    His cavalier response didn’t surprise her. Reed had always