Finally, he faced me. “Basically. Even though I didn’t know it, I was waiting for you.”

My heart literally stopped for a second. He seemed to be looking deep into my soul. What was he saying? That he liked me. He at least liked fucking me. No doubt about that. And the feeling was mutual. I rolled on to my stomach, keeping my face turned toward him. “So why did you decide to perform at Infinity? A club must be so beneath you.”

“Definitely not. ...