on that pole.”
Yes, she was take pole dancing lessons nine months pregnant.
Yes, it was crazy! Yes, she was probably going to look like an idiot but she couldn’t chase the idea from her head.
It was just something she had to do. Something sexy before she became consumed with another human being.
As if channeling her inner desperation, Lana said, “I’m still a little confused about why you’re doing this…”
“Once this baby gets here, my life will never be the same. Will I ever feel sexy again? I don’t know. Maybe not. I want to do something really sexy while I still can.”
“But your belly is in the way! You’re not even going to be able to reach the damn pole.”
Emma scowled. “A little encouragement would be nice,” she told Lana with a sniff. “Okay, so maybe I won’t be tipping upside down or anything but I can learn some moves!”
Lana sighed and graced Emma with a look that plainly said you’ve lost your mind before tentatively asking, “Is there something else going on? Are you and Vince okay?”
“We’re fine,” Emma reassured Lana but maybe there was a part of her that worried Vince wouldn’t find her sexy any longer after she’d pushed out his kid.
There were men who changed after seeing that. What if, after she gave birth, no longer saw her downstairs department as something desirable? She blushed, hating her own thoughts.
Was she being pathetic?
“I’m doing this for me.” And she was but there was the tiniest sliver of insecurity in her reasoning, too.
Lana smiled. “Okay. Just checking because by the looks of things Vince is more in love with you than ever before, not that I thought that was even possible,” she said dryly. “I mean, when the man looks at you, I’m not sure if he wants to love you or eat you.”
Vince had a way with his mouth, for sure . Emma wisely kept her comment to herself.
“The problem isn’t Vince. He loves my pregnant body. It’s me. I just don’t feel sexy any more. I’ve always wanted to take a pole dancing class and I figure now is the time to do it before I lose my nerve. Admittedly, I probably could’ve picked better timing.”
“All right, as long as you know what you’re doing is a little borked I’ll go along for the ride. Besides, someone needs to be there to drive your ass to the hospital when you put yourself into labor trying to do the splits.”
Emma laughed, saying, “Don’t worry. I’ve been doing preggo yoga since the beginning so I’m pretty limber.”
“Oh goody.”
Heart light, Emma jumped onto the freeway. Pole-dancing lessons, here I come !
Bookmark: 3
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This was not the best of news.
“What happened?” Vince asked, rubbing at his brows. “Everything was set to close.”
Dillon, irritated at the setback, tossed his pen to the desk. “Fucker pulled out at the last minute. Seems he had a change of heart about owning an underground sex club. Go figure.”
Malvagio, the secret, members-only elite club owned by him, Nolan and Laird Teichert, was once again, on the market. This was not going to go over well with Emma and Lana.
“I knew he didn’t have the stones to own Malvagio but I went against my better judgment and accepted the bid,” Nolan said, just as pissed. “Damn it. This club is becoming like an unlucky penny that we just can’t get rid of.”
“The only saving grace is that it’s still making money hand-over-fist,” Dillon said. “But I don’t have to stress that distancing yourself from the club is a smart thing. Not only for your marriages but for Buchanan Enterprises, as well.”
Sutton Buchanan, a recent addition to the Buchanan Enterprises board, didn’t see the problem, nor would he, given the fact that he was not quite as reformed as the rest of them.
“Maybe this is a sign that the club should stay in the family,” he suggested. “Identities are hidden and the club is by invitation-only. I say we fold the club into a Buchanan Enterprises holding
Yes, she was take pole dancing lessons nine months pregnant.
Yes, it was crazy! Yes, she was probably going to look like an idiot but she couldn’t chase the idea from her head.
It was just something she had to do. Something sexy before she became consumed with another human being.
As if channeling her inner desperation, Lana said, “I’m still a little confused about why you’re doing this…”
“Once this baby gets here, my life will never be the same. Will I ever feel sexy again? I don’t know. Maybe not. I want to do something really sexy while I still can.”
“But your belly is in the way! You’re not even going to be able to reach the damn pole.”
Emma scowled. “A little encouragement would be nice,” she told Lana with a sniff. “Okay, so maybe I won’t be tipping upside down or anything but I can learn some moves!”
Lana sighed and graced Emma with a look that plainly said you’ve lost your mind before tentatively asking, “Is there something else going on? Are you and Vince okay?”
“We’re fine,” Emma reassured Lana but maybe there was a part of her that worried Vince wouldn’t find her sexy any longer after she’d pushed out his kid.
There were men who changed after seeing that. What if, after she gave birth, no longer saw her downstairs department as something desirable? She blushed, hating her own thoughts.
Was she being pathetic?
“I’m doing this for me.” And she was but there was the tiniest sliver of insecurity in her reasoning, too.
Lana smiled. “Okay. Just checking because by the looks of things Vince is more in love with you than ever before, not that I thought that was even possible,” she said dryly. “I mean, when the man looks at you, I’m not sure if he wants to love you or eat you.”
Vince had a way with his mouth, for sure . Emma wisely kept her comment to herself.
“The problem isn’t Vince. He loves my pregnant body. It’s me. I just don’t feel sexy any more. I’ve always wanted to take a pole dancing class and I figure now is the time to do it before I lose my nerve. Admittedly, I probably could’ve picked better timing.”
“All right, as long as you know what you’re doing is a little borked I’ll go along for the ride. Besides, someone needs to be there to drive your ass to the hospital when you put yourself into labor trying to do the splits.”
Emma laughed, saying, “Don’t worry. I’ve been doing preggo yoga since the beginning so I’m pretty limber.”
“Oh goody.”
Heart light, Emma jumped onto the freeway. Pole-dancing lessons, here I come !
Bookmark: 3
-3-
This was not the best of news.
“What happened?” Vince asked, rubbing at his brows. “Everything was set to close.”
Dillon, irritated at the setback, tossed his pen to the desk. “Fucker pulled out at the last minute. Seems he had a change of heart about owning an underground sex club. Go figure.”
Malvagio, the secret, members-only elite club owned by him, Nolan and Laird Teichert, was once again, on the market. This was not going to go over well with Emma and Lana.
“I knew he didn’t have the stones to own Malvagio but I went against my better judgment and accepted the bid,” Nolan said, just as pissed. “Damn it. This club is becoming like an unlucky penny that we just can’t get rid of.”
“The only saving grace is that it’s still making money hand-over-fist,” Dillon said. “But I don’t have to stress that distancing yourself from the club is a smart thing. Not only for your marriages but for Buchanan Enterprises, as well.”
Sutton Buchanan, a recent addition to the Buchanan Enterprises board, didn’t see the problem, nor would he, given the fact that he was not quite as reformed as the rest of them.
“Maybe this is a sign that the club should stay in the family,” he suggested. “Identities are hidden and the club is by invitation-only. I say we fold the club into a Buchanan Enterprises holding
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