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Excerpt -
The din of the music in the bar dulled as she
closed the door dividing the bar from the back dressing room. Flame smiled at
the other dancers as she made her way through a mess of makeup tables and
garment racks. Being a quieter night at the club, most of the tables were
empty. Four other performers tucked themselves into tight leather costumes,
strapping on ridiculously high heels or applying finishing touches to their
makeup.
She plopped onto her chair, stretched her
right leg up, and rested her ankle on the edge of her makeup table.
"Big crowd?" Cotton Candy, the
wild-haired, blonde stripper sitting at the makeup table next to her, raised an
eyebrow.
Flame unbuckled the strap on her silver
six-inch stiletto and let it drop to the floor. She massaged her arch, then her
toes, and snorted. "Thursday night? In East Millburg? During the playoffs?
Maybe fifteen guys. Tops."
"More importantly," Fantasia peeked
over the top of the mirror, "what shirt was Baseball Cap Guy
wearin'?"
Flame lowered her right foot and lifted her
left leg before unbuckling her other shoe. "His white Harley Davidson
one."
Dressed in her white leather nurse outfit,
Fantasia pulled an envelope off the message board and opened it. "And the
winner is… damn. Flame, it's you again."
Flame reached out her hand for the prize money.
"Ten dollars? Wow. A whole lot closer to that yacht I'm gonna buy."
Cotton Candy giggled. "When you do get
your yacht, where are you gonna go? And can I come?"
Flame closed her eyes and chewed her bottom
lip. The fantasy of getting out of the club and getting away from the life was
a dream each girl held. They spent way too many nights getting drunk and
telling lies of what they'd do when they told Ass Wipe, Frankie, their boss,
what he could do with his club. But the pay was acceptable, and it was a job.
With so much depending on the money earned each night, leaving was hard.
She popped her eyes open and placed her hand
on Cotton Candy's knee. "I'm gonna take that yacht down into the warm
Caribbean and tie it up near some deserted island. And yes, you can come.
'Cause I'm going to need help keeping my all-male crew in line. A girl does
need her beauty sleep."
"Cotton Candy, you're on!" The
boss's voice boomed over the noise.
She stood. "If only it would
happen."
"Someday it
will." Flame patted Cotton Candy's butt cheek as she passed by. Blurb -
When secrets conflict
with dreams, love explodes. Desires
is Daryl Devoré’s latest hot romance.
After a mistake by a
surgeon’s scalpel shattered Fuchsia Quinn's dance career, she picked up the
pieces of her life and moved forward. As the owner of a small, struggling dance
school in a depressed neighborhood she supplements her income with a late-night
job at a strip club. Haunted by the fear of humiliation, if her secret is
revealed, her life was under control until the night he walked into the club.
Peyton Lang, having run
from an impoverished neighbourhood, lives the lifestyle of a successful billionaire.
Frustrated that his current multi-million dollar project is stalled, Peyton
drops in to LEATHER-ICIOUS for a quick drink and late night entertainment. What
he saw was a beautiful redhead. What he found was he wanted her.
After a lusty night
with a hot pole dancer, Peyton and Fuchsia's worlds are about to collide.
N.B. This book was previously published by New
Dawning Bookfair under the title FL.E.S.H.
The edition has a new title, new cover and has been revised.
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