Very easy money.” His smile
broadened.
“There is no such thing as easy money. But this…I don’t have
to do anything? Just give you the information?” She placed her elbows on the
table and leaned forward.
“Not every customer is going to have a secret worth money,
but only a few good ones about people who can pay and we’re in business.”
Deena grinned her approval.
“I could sure use some extra money,” she admitted. “I could
get some new clothes. How much would I get?”
“How about forty percent to you and sixty percent to me
because I’m taking all the risk,” he said.
“Sounds fair to me.” She nodded her agreement.
“If you could get me a job there in security…” Rex prodded.
“You wanna be the bouncer?”
“I’ve got experience.”
“Right. Benny’s been the bouncer ever since I started dancing
there. But he’s a drunk and often doesn’t show up.”
“I’m reliable. Even as a bouncer I can pick up some tidbits.
Why don’t you recommend me to the owner?”
“And what would be in it for me to do that?” Again she
narrowed her eyes at him.
“How about a finder’s fee?”
“What’s that?”
“How about I pay you…right now…for your help getting me the
bouncer’s job.”
“How much?” Deena asked.
Rex reached into his pocket and peeled off some bills.
“Does two hundred dollars make you happy?”
“Hell, yeah.” Deena’s eyes lit up. She took the money and put
it in her purse.
“I’ll talk to Ray tomorrow. He’s the manager.”
“Good,” Rex said, picking up her hand. He kissed the back of
her hand and moved his chair nearer to her.
“How about we seal this with a kiss?” he suggested.
She looked at him before moving closer. Rex reached out for
her and took her face in his hands, like he’d seen handsome actors do in the
movies. He kissed her, lightly at first, then parted her lips and took
possession of her mouth. Deena didn’t resist him, but she didn’t help him
either.
“Now you can take me back to The Tee Shirt, I gotta get my
car,” she said, drawing back from him.
Rex liked kissing her. He smiled.
“Time for you to go home and collapse in bed…alone,” he said,
picking up the check. He dropped some bills on the table and put his hand on
the small of Deena’s back as he followed her out.
“I don’t always collapse alone. It depends…”
“On what?”
“Maybe on what kind of kisser a guy is.”
“Do I qualify?”
“You might,” she said, getting into his car. Rex closed her
door and went around to his side. It looked like he would be scoring on all
fronts soon. He smiled. Life in Willow Falls was going to be pleasurable and
profitable.
Chapter Four
After breakfast, Peter set the GPS system with Bianca’s
address, put the car in gear and began the end of a journey started eight years
ago. Bianca lived about sixty miles away. After a short phone conversation,
she’d invited him for lunch. Peter’s stomach was in a knot but he had to have
closure…had to know why she left him. He thought she returned his love, was it
a lie? He made good time on the highway and pulled up to a gated community.
After being cleared, he drove to her home, a modern house, beautiful, but cold
and uninviting. He walked up and rang the bell.
Bianca answered the door in a white bikini with a short white
terry robe open in front, setting off her black hair perfectly. She looked
older but still incredibly beautiful. Her body had filled out a bit since her
modeling days, which was an improvement in Peter’s eyes. Her hair was short and
stylish, her nails polished, figure perfect and her lips barely tinted. She
flashed him a warm smile.
“Peter! Come in…you look fantastic!” She stepped aside to let
him in.
Bianca looked him up and down unconsciously running her
tongue over her lower lip.
“No more the skinny intellectual kid.”
They walked through the massive living room decorated in
black and white with lots