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good.
    “Well
that is good to know.” He waved to the bartender.
    I
decided it was my chance to ask him some personal questions. It seemed like we
were at that point. “So how old are you?” I really wanted to know. He looked
young but he seemed experienced.
    He
smiled. “How old do I look?” He was being playful.
    I
smiled. “This is a set up I know it.”
    “Tell
me how old do I look?” He pressed me as I looked at him.
    I
bit my lip nervously. I didn’t want to guess to old and offend him so I went
with what I thought initially. “I don’t know I was thinking late twenties.”
    He
smiled. “I am thirty nine. I will be forty next week.”
    I
scowled. I really didn’t believe him. There was no way he was that old. “You’re
lying.”
    He
was smiling as the bartender set drinks in front of us. “I would never lie to
you.”
    I
couldn’t believe he was almost forty. That meant he was almost twenty years
older than me. He could have technically been my dad. I smiled. “I can’t
believe you are that old.”
    “That
old? How old are you?” He sounded a little offended but he was still being
playful.
    I
smiled. “Twenty one.”
     “You
are younger than I thought.” He looked amused as he took a sip of his drink.
    I
sighed. “I feel old, I made it through everything now I have nothing to look
forward to.” I tasted the drink that was set in front of me. It was sweet, I
kind of liked it.
    He
watched me for a second. “You have to find things to look forward to. Before
those things were already set up for you. Now you have to set them up for
yourself.”
    I
felt odd under his stare. He was handsome, sexy and everything a girl could
want. Other than the whole iffy lifestyle. “Good point, what about you what are
some of your goals?” I wondered if he wanted anything more than he had.
    He
shrugged. “To expand the club maybe to other cities. I am working on a business
plan now.”
    I
was starting to feel that tingling sensation I got when he looked at me and
spoke. I still wasn’t sure if I liked it. “I should probably go.” I glanced at
the clock it was a little after midnight.
    He
looked amused. “Do you have a curfew?”
    I
smiled. “No, but I do have work tomorrow. Not everyone owns a sex club they can
walk around half naked in without a care in the world.”
    He
grinned, “I will walk you to your car.” He offered me his arm.
    I
took it and he led me out into the warm summer air. “Well I suppose I will see
you tomorrow.”  I wasn’t sure what else to say to him.
    “I
suppose.” He sounded amused and he was dangerously close to me.
    I
looked up at him shyly, I had this funny feeling he was going to kiss me and I
was a little excited. “Goodnight Juliet.” He started backing away with an
amused expression. He knew I wanted him to kiss me and he didn’t.
    I
was a little startled and I responded slowly. “Goodnight.” I was trying to
recover from being rejected. I got in the car and he jogged back across to the
club and disappeared inside. I scowled knowing full well I shouldn’t be mad. I
wasn’t going to have sex with him at least I was determined not to.
    I
went home and went to bed in a foul mood all because he didn’t give me a kiss.
This was why I avoided men. They did nothing but complicate my life and make me
lose sleep.
     

 
    I
woke up the next day in a foul mood. I was still going over the conversation I
had with Romeo the night before. I was annoyed all day as I tried to piece
together some form of an article. The first article was doing well. I kept
getting emails from Dan about the numbers and they were skyrocketing as the
article circulated online and via print. I finally decided to have my
receptionist Martha cancel my appointment with Romeo and reschedule when I was
in a better mood.
    Fifteen
minutes after Martha cancelled with Romeo my cell jingled. I smiled when ‘Sex
God’ popped up on the screen. I had named Romeo that the previous night after
he had called