Lady s Next DanceChapter 18
Bob poked Paul in the ribs and pointed to the far corner of the gentleman's club. "What the hell was that for?" "Look what the cats drug in." Paul felt as if a sledgehammer had hit him in the chest. Setting across the room were those eyes. The deep endless valley of blue flashed at the oriental man who sat opposite her. The five other men at the table laughed, lost in the woman's charm. "Hello," whispered Bob. "This is getting interesting. I know that guy." "Bro., you're out...