I know what he wants, and once he gets it, he’ll not bother with me for a few days. Well, I ain’t his damn toy to pick up and play with whenever he’s bored. I drop the phone in my top desk drawer and Eva raises her brow in question. I shake my head. “Nothing, just Conner.”

“Again?” she asks. “Keen.”

“Um, he’s keen for one thing only and I’m sick of it.”

I feel Blu watching us but avoid making eye contact. I know he’ll say something sarcastic or mean. “You want me to tell him to back off?” he asks, surprising me.

I blush again. Part of me hopes that he wants to tell Conner that because he likes me, but I’m not so stupid as to point it out, so I shake my head. “No, I’ll handle it. I’ve already told him it’s finished. If I ignore him, he’ll get the message.”

“Does he want you to go home?” asks Eva.

I nod. “Something like that.”

“Maybe it’s best you stay at the club, mend your broken heart,” she suggests.

“It’s not broken,” I hiss, embarrassed that she’d out me like that in front of Blu. I’m pissed he’s using me, but I’m more angry than hurt. “I’m fine. It was a casual thing.”

Back at the club after work, I pace up and down with a screaming baby Willow in my arms. I offered to give Anna a break so she could at least enjoy a bath in peace, but this little madam is refusing to settle. Malia, Anna’s older daughter, peers up at me from her spot on the couch. Next to her sits Ziggy, Riggs’ kid. “She needs milk,” says Malia. “You have to get your boobies out.”

I almost choke on the laugh that escapes me. “That’s mummy’s job, not mine.”

“But that's what Willow wants. She’s crying for milk. She always cries for milk,” she says innocently.

“And only mummies can feed their babies,” I say.

“Why?” asks Ziggy, keeping his eyes fixed to the show they’re watching.

“Because only mummies have the right kind of milk,” I offer with a shrug of my shoulders.

Blu marches over from the bar and takes Willow from me. She instantly calms and I glower at him. “Magic touch,” he mumbles.

I take a seat next to the kids and pretend to watch the show. Every so often, I glance over at Blu cradling Willow and my panties melt a little more. Man, he’s hot. “She likes you,” says Malia.

Blu smiles. “I’m a likable kind of guy.”

“Raven likes you too,” says Ziggy, absentmindedly. We all look at him and he nods. “She does. I heard her tell Coral and Leia.” Blu grins wider.

“Haven’t you already got a girlfriend?” I practically spit, which only pleases Blu more.

“No. Who said I had a girl?”

“You went on a date,” I say.

Blu laughs, shaking his head like I’ve said something funny. “That don’t mean I have a girl.”

“Oh, well, I’ll put in a word for you with Raven then,” I snap, folding my arms across my chest. “I’m sure she’ll be really pleased to hear you’re single.”

“Do you have a wife?” asks Malia, looking at Blu. Usually, I’d tell her not to be so nosy, but I’m interested in his answer. He shakes his head. “So you don’t have kids?” asks Malia.

“For such a little girl, you sure do ask a lot of questions,” he says, handing baby Willow back to me. “When you’re done here, Creep, I need you upstairs.”

I stare after him as he heads out of the room. My mouth opens and closes like a goldfish, wondering what he could possibly want with me.

When Anna returns, I decide not to rush off after Blu. I don’t want to look like a desperate whore. “Eva said Conner keeps messaging you to go home,” says Anna. I nod as she settles down next to me. “I know you pretend you’re not bothered, but I can see you are,” she continues.

“I was,” I admit. “But not because I really like him, which makes me shallow and pathetic.” I twist my fingers together. “I just thought he’d want more from me once he got to know me. I was kidding myself thinking he liked me more than he wanted to get in with my family.”

“He’s stupid for passing you up,” she says. “Stay here as long as you like or you’ll only fall back into bed with him.”

I nod and smile gratefully. She’s right. I’m weak for his ‘come to bed’ eyes, so it’s best I stay away for a while.

By the time I head up to my room, it’s been a whole hour since Blu said he wanted to see me. I go into my own room and shower, then I grab my book and blanket and head out onto the balcony. Making him wait will make him see the kiss meant nothing and I’m totally not into him at all. Honest.

That’s why, when I step out into the cold, wrapped in my blanket, I’m mortified to see Blu already out on his half of the balcony chatting with Raven. I freeze. If I back up, he might see, and I don’t want him to think I’m bothered, so I take a seat on the chair nearest my door and open my book like I haven’t noticed them.

I stare hard at the words, but I can’t take any of them in. Instead, I listen to how they laugh together. Laugh! He never laughs unless it's at my expense.

I scowl down at my book, focussing so hard on the words that they blend together. Raven’s talking about her injuries and how well she’s healing. Ugh, the sympathy card. She proceeds to show him a scar on her abdomen. I can’t help but stare as he runs a finger over the wound and she shivers involuntarily. They both laugh again and I roll my eyes. After a few minutes, Raven answers a call and then tells Blu she’s gotta go. She smiles over to me.

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