Even the dealer, a pretty woman probably around twenty-three with striking red hair and hazel eyes, seemed to be watching me with a keen eye, smiling at me, batting her lashes, and biting her lip. XXX In the mirror, I could see the front of her dress, which draped in a gathering of loose fabric that hung low, showing more cleavage than I would have ever imagined my bodyguard would be comfortable with. Neither of us paid them any attention as I led her to the dance floor. Ashlee tapped me on the shoulder, and pulled me down to say into my ear, “Emily and I are going to get drinks!” I nodded, then she pulled me into a kiss before letting me go and disappearing into the crowd. The flight attendant/masseuse gestured to a bathroom. “I would, but I have a conference call with Helen
