Dante, the boy is a huge flirt, "there's no rush for them to hurry back," he said, his words practically a purr. "Maybe we should get to know each other anyway. Any of those pictures you like in particular?" Dante he wants what he wants, "I don't want to meet with Brenda, I want to meet with you. Tonight, nine o'clock. We need to strategize how we can make the tour a success. You can even bring those blasted contracts for me to sign." I mean no one says no to him. "well, now you're going to have a lot to do taking care of me." He pointed a finger at the bus. "This is my bus?" he asked. At Lacey's nod, his grin got wider. "Then that's where you'll be, too." And Lacey knows how to take him over the edge, "honey, there's not 'try' to it," Dante said. "I'm ready to explode as it is - God, your hands. You're so good - so effing good." Dante he doesn't like his girl leaving his room, "what?" Dante pulled himself up against the pillows, staring at her now as she pulled her trousers back on. "What are you doing? You don't need to go anywhere, Lacey. I don't want you to go anywhere." And he can be very demanding, "tonight, I want you waiting for me in the bus," he said, and he couldn't tell by how she stiffened that she knew he was stating terms of her payment. "And I want you to be naked and ready for me. You think you can do that?"
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