her, Sean groaned.
Tak laughed and turned to Mike. “That could be fun.”
The waitress came by again and filled our water glasses. We’d long since finished dinner, but we were still sitting there, taking up a bunch of space in the restaurant and thoroughly enjoying each other’s company. Little Henry had completely passed out in Sean’s arms, and we were taking advantage or the uninterrupted time to have some adult conversation.
Mike shrugged. “Totally up to you, honey. We could go to that show you wanted to see or we could go to the strip club with the girls. I’m game for whatever.”
Tak was extremely adorable, and highly likeable. He was a relatively small man with some sort of Asian descent in his lineage. He had a very handsome face, a lean figure, and an infectious smile. Both Sean and Hank, who were as protective of Mike as they were of me, usually hated Mike’s boyfriends. But it was obvious that this time was going to be different.
“Oh, you should definitely go for the strip club,” Jack said.
Sean and Hank both chuckled. If Mike didn’t go with us, Jack was going to have to go. There was no way they were letting their precious cargo go out without a burly man to protect them. Since they were both decidedly not invited, if Mike didn’t go, it would leave Jack with the burden.
Mike and Tak teased Jack about not wanting to go to the strip club. As I watched them, I was ruminating about how quickly Jack had been brought into this little circle of ours. Hank and Sean held the people close to them very tightly. Everyone else was at arm’s length. But Jack had not only been invited to ride on bus one, he was also included in all our meals and outings.
Then there was the Mike factor. Mike was like a little brother to Sean and Hank. He was so deeply woven into the fabric of their lives, that it was hard to imagine either of them without him.
Mike was pretty big and built. He was hot, too. Groupies were always trying to get with him. Apparently, a lot of people didn’t realize he was gay. It had never been a question for me, because I’d first met him with Sean and Hank. Mike was completely comfortable with them and talked about his love life freely. It took me a while to realize that this was not his norm. He was at home with Hank and Sean in a way that he wasn’t in other settings.
To be included in Sean and Hank’s world meant that you had to accept Mike fully, too. I knew that they’d once fired a tour manager halfway through a tour because he was uncomfortable with Mike and a boyfriend he had along on the bus. Jack would clearly not suffer the same fate.
****
Baby’s eyes were as big as saucers when we walked in the door.
“Holy shit,” she said softly.
I looked over to Bell. She looked unimpressed as her eyes wandered around the room. I had to admit, the place wasn’t glamorous. It was relatively small and dark. The tables were scattered around the room, with plenty of space between them for lap dancing. The stage had a pretty good set-up, with colorful lights and room for the three men now dancing on it, mostly naked.
The doorman greeted us. “Hi, ladies. We’re pretty crowded tonight, but there’s room at the bar.”
“We need a table,” I said.
He looked at me with exasperation.
“I’m Stacey Rush. This is Baby Rush, and that’s Bell Tolk. So can we get a table?”
I felt bad about tossing Sean and Hank’s fame in the guy’s face in order to get what I wanted, but only for a second. Then his jaw dropped and his face lit up.
“I’ll take care of you ladies,” he said with a grin.
From behind me, I heard Jack groan.
We ended up at a table not far from the stage. A server came over right away and got us drinks. Then we were swarmed with strippers. They descended upon us like we were the biggest whales they’d seen in years. I spent the first half hour getting rubbed against, watching Baby giggle nervously as she avoided touching all the man parts being shoved
Tak laughed and turned to Mike. “That could be fun.”
The waitress came by again and filled our water glasses. We’d long since finished dinner, but we were still sitting there, taking up a bunch of space in the restaurant and thoroughly enjoying each other’s company. Little Henry had completely passed out in Sean’s arms, and we were taking advantage or the uninterrupted time to have some adult conversation.
Mike shrugged. “Totally up to you, honey. We could go to that show you wanted to see or we could go to the strip club with the girls. I’m game for whatever.”
Tak was extremely adorable, and highly likeable. He was a relatively small man with some sort of Asian descent in his lineage. He had a very handsome face, a lean figure, and an infectious smile. Both Sean and Hank, who were as protective of Mike as they were of me, usually hated Mike’s boyfriends. But it was obvious that this time was going to be different.
“Oh, you should definitely go for the strip club,” Jack said.
Sean and Hank both chuckled. If Mike didn’t go with us, Jack was going to have to go. There was no way they were letting their precious cargo go out without a burly man to protect them. Since they were both decidedly not invited, if Mike didn’t go, it would leave Jack with the burden.
Mike and Tak teased Jack about not wanting to go to the strip club. As I watched them, I was ruminating about how quickly Jack had been brought into this little circle of ours. Hank and Sean held the people close to them very tightly. Everyone else was at arm’s length. But Jack had not only been invited to ride on bus one, he was also included in all our meals and outings.
Then there was the Mike factor. Mike was like a little brother to Sean and Hank. He was so deeply woven into the fabric of their lives, that it was hard to imagine either of them without him.
Mike was pretty big and built. He was hot, too. Groupies were always trying to get with him. Apparently, a lot of people didn’t realize he was gay. It had never been a question for me, because I’d first met him with Sean and Hank. Mike was completely comfortable with them and talked about his love life freely. It took me a while to realize that this was not his norm. He was at home with Hank and Sean in a way that he wasn’t in other settings.
To be included in Sean and Hank’s world meant that you had to accept Mike fully, too. I knew that they’d once fired a tour manager halfway through a tour because he was uncomfortable with Mike and a boyfriend he had along on the bus. Jack would clearly not suffer the same fate.
****
Baby’s eyes were as big as saucers when we walked in the door.
“Holy shit,” she said softly.
I looked over to Bell. She looked unimpressed as her eyes wandered around the room. I had to admit, the place wasn’t glamorous. It was relatively small and dark. The tables were scattered around the room, with plenty of space between them for lap dancing. The stage had a pretty good set-up, with colorful lights and room for the three men now dancing on it, mostly naked.
The doorman greeted us. “Hi, ladies. We’re pretty crowded tonight, but there’s room at the bar.”
“We need a table,” I said.
He looked at me with exasperation.
“I’m Stacey Rush. This is Baby Rush, and that’s Bell Tolk. So can we get a table?”
I felt bad about tossing Sean and Hank’s fame in the guy’s face in order to get what I wanted, but only for a second. Then his jaw dropped and his face lit up.
“I’ll take care of you ladies,” he said with a grin.
From behind me, I heard Jack groan.
We ended up at a table not far from the stage. A server came over right away and got us drinks. Then we were swarmed with strippers. They descended upon us like we were the biggest whales they’d seen in years. I spent the first half hour getting rubbed against, watching Baby giggle nervously as she avoided touching all the man parts being shoved
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