Page 48 of The One You Want

Poppy nodded. “He’d be stupid to do something with one of them and lose you.”

It touched Rose deeply that her sister felt that way.

“Marc sent more pics of the guys.” Maggie held up her phone with three more pics, one of all the guys with strippers dancing in front of them. The other two were of only Gray with a stripper who had a similar look and body type to Rose.

She wondered if Marc sent the photos to taunt her or Gray.

Maybe Marc wanted her to think Gray wasn’t that into her. But it had backfired because Gray made it clear before he left he’d take a night with her over a night at a strip club.

And she believed him.

Maggie bumped her shoulder. “Marc shouldn’t have sent the photos. Why are nearly all of them of Gray? Why send them at all?”

Rose wondered the same thing. “They’re probably drunk and having a good time. He’s not doing anything wrong. I know Gray likes me.”

“Of course he likes you. You’re the best,” Maggie said, then typed something into her phone. She turned it so Rose could see.

MAGGIE:Go Gray!!! She’s smokin’ hot!!!

“There. Now they know we don’t care.” Maggie bit her lip and looked at the pic of the group of guys again. “It’s all just fun to them,” Maggie said, trying to sound like it didn’t upset her.

Guys going to strip clubs bothered a lot of women, Rose included. Though she wasn’t going to hold it against Gray.

Especially not when she spotted Maggie’s surprise waitingon the other side of the privacy screen. She checked the time. “Let’s have our own fun.”

Maggie nodded. “Let’s.”

“It’s your turn to pin the dick on the fireman.”

Maggie stood. “With pleasure.”

Rose took the blindfold from Jamie and helped secure it around Maggie’s head. “Hold on one second. I have a surprise for you.”

“What is it?” Maggie asked with a nervous laugh.

“Well, I thought you might like something a little... hotter.” Rose waved the guy in.

He set a speaker on the table, hit play on his phone, went up to Maggie as the thumping beat filled the room, took her hands, and put them on his chest.

Maggie’s smile grew even bigger. “For me?”

The fireman stripper pulled off her blindfold, smiled at her, and said, “All for you, sweetheart.” Then he did a body roll against her, and Maggie laughed and blushed bright red.

Rose would be a hypocrite for judging Gray for going to a strip club when she’d hired a stripper for her best friend.

The guy knew how to dance and tease, and it only took a minute and his shirt coming off for all the other girls to get in on the action, dancing with him.

Rose pulled out a chair and set it behind Maggie. The guy put his fireman hat on her and backed her up into the chair until she sat and stared up at him. He turned his back to her, his very fine ass in her face, and shook it. It didn’t take long forthe dance moves to have them all going and for him to kick off those fireman boots and pants. He gave Maggie a lap dance wearing just a pair of red bikini-style undies and all his rippling muscles on display. The man was built.

All the girls took a turn getting their lap dance. Even Poppy found herself dragged into the chair by Claire, who was probably the shyest of the group, but she came out of her shell for the sexy dancer.

Poppy laughed and covered her face with her hands, spreading her fingers wide so she could see every movement of the guy shaking and rolling his body in front of her.

A couple of the tipsy ladies got a little handsy, but the guy was a professional and kept things rated R.

At some point, Maggie handed her phone to Poppy and asked her to take pictures. Most of the women had already taken several snapshots with the stripper.

When things were just about to wind down and the guy’s time was almost up, Maggie grabbed Rose’s arm, pulled her forward, and shoved her into the guy’s bare chest.