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to five and we were all a bit jolly by the end of the meal.
    “I had a good time. They were nice.” I walked slowly, trying not to stumble. He placed his arm in front of me, but I ignored it.
    “Let me guide you, Katie. I don’t want you to fall.”
    “No, thanks.” I shook my head. “I’m fineeeee.” My words slurred slightly and I giggled.
    “You’re drunk.”
    “No, I’m not.” I hiccupped.
    “Katie.” He sighed and pulled me towards him. “Hold on to me.”
    I wrapped my arms around him and pushed my breasts against him, as I let my left hand fall down casually and brush against the front of his pants. His body grew tense as he held on to me and I kissed his neck.
    “Let’s go dancing.” I whispered in his ear, letting my tongue lick his inner ear before I nibbled on his earlobe.
    “You should really get home.” He shook his head, but I could see desire emanating from his every pore.
    “I don’t wanna go home yet.” I hiccupped again. “Let’s go dancing, I know a place.”
    “How do you know a place?”
    “I saw it yesterday.” I grabbed his hand. “Please.” We stood there in the middle of the street, and he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
    “Fine, we can go for an hour. That’s it.”
    “That’s all the time I need.” I whispered to him as excitement filled me. An hour was going to be more than enough time.
    “Welcome to the club.” A scantily clad lady ushered us into ‘The X Room’ and I pretended that I didn’t notice Brandon’s look of surprise as we walked into the dark club.
    “Katie,” he hissed as I dragged him towards the booming music. “What sort of club is this?”
    “I don’t know.” I lied. “I just want to dance.”
    “Katie.” He grabbed my hand to tr y to pull me back, but I just laughed and pulled away from him. I pushed my way through the crowds of men until I found an empty booth in the side of the room and sat down. “Katie.” His eyes narrowed as he sat next to me. “This is a strip club. We can’t do any dancing here.”
    “Yes, we can.” I moved into him. “I can dance for you.”
    “What do you mean?”
    “I mean , I want to dance for you.”
    “Dance for me?”
    “Or would you rather I said strip?”
    “Katie, I don’t know.” He looked around and then back at me. “This isn’t what I had in mind for tonight.”
    “Just because you didn’t plan it doesn’t mean it can’t happen.” As I spoke, I thought back to everything I knew about Brandon , and I realized that several things were starting to add up. “You like to be in control, don’t you, Brandon?” I stood up and straddled him as I spoke to him.
    “What man doesn’t?” He shrugged.
    “No, I mean, you need to be in control. Everything about you screams it.” I shook my head in wonder. “I’m not sure how I never realized that before.”
    “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
    “What was your life like before we met?” I pulled my dress up at the sides so that I could rub back and forth on him easier. “I know you had lots of flings and you were focused on your job, but I didn’t really know you.” My eyes gazed into his as I kissed him lightly. He stared back at me with a guarded expression.
    “It doesn’t really matter now, does it?”
    “It doesn’t matter, but I want to know.” I started unbuttoning his shirt and kissed down his neck to his chest. I gasped as his hand ran up my dress and grasped my ass.
    “Hey guys,” a cute topless girl walked up to us. “You’re welcome to do what you want, but if you want to remain in the booth, you need to order a bottle.”
    “A bottle of what?” I questioned.
    “Champagne, Katie.” And Brandon laughed. “We’ll have a bottle of Dom, please.”
    “Coming right up.” The girl shook her breasts at Brandon and he smiled at her appreciatively.
    “I can’t believe you were staring at her breasts.”
    “What?” He looked at me with a bemused expression. “You can’t be