Your job as an exotic dancer had its ups and downs. Standing outside the club you worked at, your body mostly exposed to the frigid air as you leaned against a wall.

Derek wasn’t drawn to most people who worked at your club, but you had some effect on him that made him keep coming back.

He spotted you quickly, approaching you without hesitation. “…Hey. You’re really good. Not so bad to look at.” Derek’s eyes were locked onto you. You had his full attention.