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come in, ten bucks if they’re gonna play. I award cash prizes to the winning teams. Comes out of the take, so you’re gonna need this.”
    He reached under the bar and pulled out a strong box with a key in the lock.
    “You got it, boss.” Dmitri grabbed the box and sauntered over to the door to settle down on the stool already there, putting the box onto a small table he found between the stool and the wall.
    He sat on the stool, took a sip from his glass and looked around expectantly as he arranged his expression into a mean look to discourage challenges to his authority.
This is gonna be easy money.
    * * * *
    Dmitri didn’t hear his phone ringing over the noise of the jukebox and the yelling of the patrons, but he felt it vibrating in his pocket. He looked closely at it and saw it was after eleven, and that the fiery redhead was calling him. He smiled as he answered.
    “Yeah?”
    “Hello, Dmitri,” she purred. “Miss me?”
    “I’m hard already just hearing your voice…so yeah.”
    “And I’ve got my fingers in my pussy because I’m…hey! Why do I hear so much noise? Are you partying without me?”
    “No, I…”
    “Bullshit! I hear music and yelling and stuff. Where the hell are you?”
    “I’m working.”
    “Where?”
    “That bar you took me to on Saturday? I stopped here for a drink yesterday and they needed a weeknight bouncer. I got hired on the spot. Tonight’s the billiards contest. Last night was darts. Tomorrow night’s the wet tee-shirt contest with karaoke.”
    “Wet tee-shirt, huh? Think I could win?”
    “Honey, if you put on a white T-shirt with no bra, I’d be fired for punching out all of the men who grabbed at your tits…or I’d be fired for fucking you on the pool table.”
    Alexandra was silent for so long that Dmitri asked, “You still there?”
    He heard her moan and smiled.
    “You just made yourself come, didn’t you?”
    “No, you made me come. I’m tempted to head down there right now in a white tee-shirt just to see what happens.”
    “Don’t. So, why’d you call? I thought we were gonna stick to weekends only.”
    “Yeah, I know I told you that’s my rule. I don’t combine my biker-self with my businesswoman-self, but I can’t stop thinking about you. My pussy has finally stopped aching from the pounding you gave me, but now I want some more.”
    Some guys walked in and Dmitri had to say, “Wait a minute, honey,” while he collected their money and stamped the backs of their hands. Once he had put the money into the lock box he asked, “So what do you want from me?”
    “Come over tonight.”
    “I’m not done until after one.”
    “I don’t care. I’ll wait up.”
    “Does that make this a booty call?”
    “Yeah, but I’m the one who’s calling, so you’re the one supplying the booty.”
    “Whatever you say, babe.”
    “So are you coming or not?”
    “Not yet, but I will be as soon as I can get there.”
    “I’d leave the door open but I know I don’t have to. You just let yourself in and I’ll be waiting for you.”
    “Keep it juicy until I get there.”
    “Bastard! I will.”
    He hung up and smiled at the phone.
    How the hell am I going to convince such a horny woman that the only man she needs is me? She’s used to getting what she wants from any man she asks. But playing hard-to-get is impossible. All I can think about is slamming myself into her again until she shrieks out my name. Damn!
    * * * *
    Shortly after one, Dmitri pushed the door closed and locked it. He listened for a moment and thought he heard a noise from the master bedroom, which was where he was headed anyway. He tossed his leather jacket onto the sofa and headed down the hall. What he saw when he got close to the open door made him stop in his tracks as all the blood in his body raced for his groin.
    Alexandra was on her stomach on a weight bench, doing lateral flies. He only glanced for a quick moment at her back as the muscles bulged with each lift of the