Kai's smirk danced across his lips as he released the delicate fabric of Becca's dress, the soft sigh that escaped her lips not escaping his notice. "What do you want?" Becca's voice held a mixture of curiosity and apprehension as she turned to face him.

Settling back beside her with a devilish grin, Kai gestured towards the pole with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "You, pole dance, strip, all of it," he declared, lifting his glass to his lips as if to punctuate his request.

Becca blinked ...