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serious. You brought me to a strip club and now you’re upset when I check out another ladies’ tits.”
    “I’m not jealous.” I bent my head and bit his shoulder. I didn’t want to analyze my feelings too closely because he was right. I was pissed at the girl for flirting with him and even madder at him for seeming to enjoy the view. My inner brain was screaming at me: She’s the least of your concerns, Katie. He has a fiancée. “It doesn’t matter to me.”
    “Sure.” He laughed and his expression seemed more relaxed. “Why don’t you continue with your dance?” His hands pushed against my ass and brought me in closer to him. “Dance for me and I’ll see how many singles I have.”
    “What?” I frowned as I realized that the mood had changed. I had gone from being in control and having the power to being his personal plaything. I knew that if I continued with my ‘seducing him in the strip club’ plan, I would be the one who ended up feeling hurt at the end of the night. I continued to grind back and forth on him and he reached up and pulled the top of my dress down so that my breasts were rubbing against his chest.
    “Move a little bit faster.” He groaned in my ear as his fingers slipped inside of my panties and rubbed me. “That’s it.” His voice was devious as he slipped his fingers inside of me. I continued moving, but I felt conflicted inside. I wanted him so badly, but not like this. Not with him calling the shots. I jumped up quickly and rubbed my head. “I’m not feeling well.” I made a face. “I’ll be back.” I hurried away to find the bathroom and quickly washed my face with water and drank some to clear my head. I didn’t know what I was going to do. My plan had been to pretend I was really drunk, take him to the strip club, fuck him and leave. But it would only work if he wasn’t the one in control. Now he was the one guiding me. He was the one turning me on. If we had sex in that booth, it was going to be him leaving me and making me feel guilty. I wasn’t going to let that happen. Tears fell from my eyes as I stared in the mirror at my reflection. Who was I becoming? It was one thing for me to have this plan when I thought he was single, but now I knew he had a fiancée and I was still going through with everything. How could I do this to another woman? I took another gulp of water and walked back through the flashing lights, loud music and naked women and knew I had made a mistake.
    “Are you okay?” Brandon jumped up as soon as I reached the booth and he stared at me in concern. “What’s wrong?”
    “Nothing.” I shook my head and avoided eye contact with him.
    “What’s wrong, my Katie?” He pulled me towards him, and his fingers nudged my chin up to look at him.
    “Nothing.” I averted my gaze.
    “Hey guys, the Dom is here.” The half-naked waitress came back and I wanted to groan.
    “Set it on the table, thanks.” Brandon’s eyes never left mine. “Katie,” he continued. “I know something is wrong. I can see it in your eyes. Tell me what’s wrong?”
    “I want to go home.” I mumbled, my insides crumbling as he held me against him.
    “I’m not letting you go anywhere unless you tell me what’s wrong.” His voice was adamant and he pulled me down to the couch to him. “Katie,” his fingers caressed my cheeks. “Please tell me what’s wrong.”
    “I’m just not feeling good.”
    “Do you need me to take you to the doctor?” His eyes looked worried and I shook my head. Why was he being so nice? He was making this so much harder on me. I didn’t want to be reminded of how caring he was. “Need me to play doctor?” He grinned and I shook my head as he made a funny face. “’Cause I can play doctor, you know that, right?”
    “Hmm, I think I remember you made a pretty good doctor once upon a time.”
    “I know. Once upon a time, I nursed you back to health and became the luckiest man in the world.” His eyes caught mine and we