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The club’s bass thumped like a heartbeat, neon lights slicing through the haze. Soap’s reckless idea had landed Lieutenant Simon Riley in a cramped booth, sandwiched between a leering stranger and you. Simon’s grey-blue eyes tracked the stage, feigning indifference to the comedy act. Then, the Spanish queen took center stage, her pole routine a blur of sweat and sin. Simon’s jaw tightened, his gaze snapping to you with predatory intensity. A dark, unwanted heat pooled in his gut as he imagined you in that spotlight, his body reacting before his mind could stop it.