Zack (Blue-Collar Billionaires 4)

She winks and then saunters off. I’m two seconds from following when someone taps me on the shoulder. I turn to see Gabe and Sasha.

“You’re finally here!” Sasha pulls me into a hug. I can tell she’s had a few drinks because she’s extremely affectionate when she’s tipsy. I smirk at Gabe over her shoulder.

He immediately pulls her out of my arms. “Get your own.”

Working on it, I think.

“Did you come by yourself?” Gabe asks.

“Yeah. Why wouldn’t I?”

He gives me a strange look. “Just wondering. I thought I saw you talking to someone earlier.”

Shit. He probably saw Josie grab me but wasn’t close enough to be able to tell who it was.

“Where is Josie? I hope she comes. She’s so much fun. Isn’t she so much fun, Zack?” Sasha is staring at me in a way that makes me wonder what she knows. Just because Gabe couldn’t see who I was talking to earlier doesn’t mean she didn’t.

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“Yeah, I guess.”

“Ooh! I just remembered. I’m giving out prizes. Can you get them from the storage closet for me? It’s a big green box.” Sasha points to a door on the other side of the room, in the corridor with the bathrooms.

“Sure. No problem.” I walk away, happy for the excuse to cross the room and look for Josie.

Someone coming out of one of the bathrooms brushes past me as I walk down the corridor. I turn the handle and enter the room. Josie turns around. The door closes behind me and the noise from the club is immediately silenced.

“Wow, this must be soundproofed.”

She grins and then turns back around, reaching for something on one of the shelves. “What are you doing in here? Miss me, already?”

“I’m getting something for Sasha. What are you doing in here?”

She whips around, her eyes wide. “I’m getting something for her, too. Oh, she better not have!” She reaches for the door handle behind me and tugs. Then tugs again. “I can’t believe her!”

“What’s wrong with the door? I just opened it.”

Josie leans one hand on the back of the door and sighs. “There’s nothing wrong with it. It’s just locked.”

I tug at the handle, too.

“Still locked.” She raises her eyebrows at me.

“I was just checking, brat. Why the hell would Sasha lock us in her storage closet?”

Josie throws up her hands. “Because she knows how I feel about you. I had to tell her because she was worried that I was after Gabe.”

“Christ. If she knows, how long before she tells him?”

“She’s known for a long time and hasn’t said anything so I don’t think she will. That won’t stop her from playing matchmaker though.”

Suddenly the whole situation strikes me as funny. Josie gives me an annoyed look when I burst out laughing.

“This isn’t funny!”

“Yes, it kind of is. Sasha thinks she’s helping and really has no idea that her plan could end up blowing our whole cover.”

After a few minutes, Josie tries the door again. Then she bangs on it. Considering how loud the music is, neither of us is surprised when no one comes to our aid.