Taming the VIP Playboy

And Nate had thought naming the club after that childhood oasis had been a stroke of genius, but then Cam was good about doing those kinds of things. Finding a connection between the past and the present.

He got to the VIP desk just as he caught a whiff of a familiar flowery scent. He glanced over his shoulder and saw Jen standing there.

“Sorry about this. I was told my sister and her friend would be able to get in tonight if I left their names here.”

“Of course they can,” he said, realizing that this was fate. Jen and he were destined to spend this night together.

Jen had been trying to avoid Nate. Having his hands on her hips during the conga had made her too aware of him. And she knew that she was on the verge of doing something stupid once again so, of course, there’d be a problem with Marcia and her friend getting into the club tonight. And it seemed fitting that Nate would be the one man they’d call to fix it.

“I’m so sorry,” she said again.

“It’s not a problem,” Nate said. He turned to Marcia and smiled at her. “I’m Nate Stern.”

“Marcia Miller, and this is my friend Courtney.”

“Pleasure, ladies. Give me a few minutes and I will get this straightened out,” he said.

He walked back over to the VIP desk and Jen wanted to disappear now while she still could. This was embarrassing. She didn’t want to bother him.

“Is this okay?” Marcia asked.

“Yes, it’s fine. Nate will take care of it.”

“I don’t want you to get in trouble,” Courtney said.

“I won’t,” Jen said. She hoped she was right. The club policy was that two comp tickets a month were issued to the employees and she hadn’t ever used hers. So she knew that she was technically in the right.

“It’s fine,” she said again.

Marcia reached over and rubbed her arm. “Nate Stern? Is he your boss?”

“Sort of. You know who Nate is, Marcia, don’t pretend you don’t.”

“I do. It’s odd that he seems to be handling operational things. I thought he was a playboy.”

Jen shrugged. “That’s his image and it works for the club but he’s doesn’t strike me as someone who’s just loafing around waiting for a free ride.”

“That’s reassuring,” Marcia said.

“I know it is.”

“How do you know him?” Courtney asked.

“He was in my dance class tonight…one of his friends had signed up and I guess he tagged along to make sure it went smoothly.”

“Has he done that before?” Marcia asked.

“No and I’ve had bigger celebs than T. J. Martinez in the class.”

“You had T.J.—”

“Yes, stop drooling, Courtney.”

“Ha. I’m not drooling, but he’s hot. You have the best job.”

“You’re just saying that because all you do is Excel spreadsheets all day.”

“Very true,” Courtney said. “He’s coming back.”

Jen glanced over her shoulder to see Nate walking toward them. He held up two tickets, which he handed to Courtney and Marcia. “Have fun, ladies.”

“We will. Thank you, Mr. Stern,” Marcia said.

“Call me Nate. And you should thank your sister. There was just a mix-up with the list you were on,” he said.

“Thanks, Jen,” Marcia said. “Are you coming with us?”

She nodded.

“Can I have a word before you go in?” Nate asked.

“I will meet you both inside in a few minutes,” she said to Marcia and Courtney.

As they left, she turned to Nate. “What’s up?”

“Do you have plans for this evening?”

She wrinkled her brow. “I’m meeting my sister and her friend.”

“I guess that sounded stupid,” he said.

“Just a little bit. Why did you ask?”

“I want you to join me.”

“Why?” she asked.

“I think you would be fun to hang with.”

She tipped her head to the side to study him. She wanted to say yes and thought about what Alison had said earlier about just having fun. She couldn’t ask for someone who knew how to party better than Nate. “Okay.”

“Wow, did you really have to think on it?”

“Yes,” she said. “I’m not…I don’t make snap decisions.”

“I’ll remember that. Do you need to check in with your sister?”

“Yes. Why don’t you come and hang with us for a little while?”

“That wasn’t what I had in mind.”

“What did you have in mind?” she asked. She had no idea why she’d agreed to this and she might be in over her head. She should have eased herself back into the dating scene with one of Courtney’s financial analyst friends or someone that worked at her sister’s law office instead of jumping straight from stay at home every night to Nate Stern.