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The Harlequin :: Гамильтон Лорел
Страница: 26 из 330None of my clothes had come offon stage, but I still didn't like being reminded of it.
«It was so erotic, what you did on stage together,» she said, «so sensual.»
Nathaniel said, «So glad you enjoyed the show. I'll be on stage tomorrow night.»
Her face glowed with happiness. «I know. I check the website. But it doesn't mention your friend.» She nodded at me. «Greg wants to know when you'll be back, don't you, Greg?» She was looking at me when she said it.
What I thought in my head was, When hell freezes over , I don't know what I would have said out loud, because Nathaniel saved us. «You know how you had to persuade Greg to come to the club?»
She nodded.
«I had to persuade her to get on stage.»
«Really?» she said.
«Really,» Nathaniel said.
Greg finally spoke. «Was it your first time on stage?»
«Yes,» I said, wondering how to get out of this conversation without being rude. I'd have been rude, but Nathaniel wouldn't be. Bad for business, and rude just wasn't one of the things that he did much.
«It didn't seem like your first time,» and he looked at me then. The look was the kind you never want a strange man to give you. Too much heat, too much sex.
I looked at Nathaniel. The look said clearly, End this conversation, or I will .
Nathaniel understood the look; he'd seen it enough. «I'm glad you enjoyed the show, and I hope to see you both again tomorrow. Have a wonderful night.» He started to move away, and I followed.
Greg moved closer to us. «Will you be there tomorrow night?»
Nathaniel smiled, and said, «Of course.»
He shook his head. «Not you, her. What's her name?»
I didn't want to give him my name. Don't ask me why, but I didn't. Nathaniel came to the rescue again. «Nicky.»
I gave him a look, but my back was to them, so they couldn't see it. Greg said, «Nicky?»
Nathaniel took my arm and kept us moving, balancing the box in his other hand. «When she's on stage,» he said.
«When will Nicky be at the club?»
«Never,» I said, and walked faster. Nathaniel kept up with me. When we were clear of his, our, fans, his face showed dread. Dreading the fight that was coming.
chapter five
I WASN'T SO angry that I forgot to check out the crowd as we moved, but I had to force the anger down to be able to see straight. I was actually more embarrassed than angry, which meant the fight could be all the worse for it. I hated being embarrassed, and usually masked it with anger.
«It was so erotic, what you did on stage together,» she said, «so sensual.»
Nathaniel said, «So glad you enjoyed the show. I'll be on stage tomorrow night.»
Her face glowed with happiness. «I know. I check the website. But it doesn't mention your friend.» She nodded at me. «Greg wants to know when you'll be back, don't you, Greg?» She was looking at me when she said it.
What I thought in my head was, When hell freezes over , I don't know what I would have said out loud, because Nathaniel saved us. «You know how you had to persuade Greg to come to the club?»
She nodded.
«I had to persuade her to get on stage.»
«Really?» she said.
«Really,» Nathaniel said.
Greg finally spoke. «Was it your first time on stage?»
«Yes,» I said, wondering how to get out of this conversation without being rude. I'd have been rude, but Nathaniel wouldn't be. Bad for business, and rude just wasn't one of the things that he did much.
«It didn't seem like your first time,» and he looked at me then. The look was the kind you never want a strange man to give you. Too much heat, too much sex.
I looked at Nathaniel. The look said clearly, End this conversation, or I will .
Nathaniel understood the look; he'd seen it enough. «I'm glad you enjoyed the show, and I hope to see you both again tomorrow. Have a wonderful night.» He started to move away, and I followed.
Greg moved closer to us. «Will you be there tomorrow night?»
Nathaniel smiled, and said, «Of course.»
He shook his head. «Not you, her. What's her name?»
I didn't want to give him my name. Don't ask me why, but I didn't. Nathaniel came to the rescue again. «Nicky.»
I gave him a look, but my back was to them, so they couldn't see it. Greg said, «Nicky?»
Nathaniel took my arm and kept us moving, balancing the box in his other hand. «When she's on stage,» he said.
«When will Nicky be at the club?»
«Never,» I said, and walked faster. Nathaniel kept up with me. When we were clear of his, our, fans, his face showed dread. Dreading the fight that was coming.
chapter five
I WASN'T SO angry that I forgot to check out the crowd as we moved, but I had to force the anger down to be able to see straight. I was actually more embarrassed than angry, which meant the fight could be all the worse for it. I hated being embarrassed, and usually masked it with anger.