The Nightlife: Las Vegas (The Nightlife Series) by Travis Luedke Page B

there.  It’s a great chance to network.  I can
introduce you to some very wealthy and influential people.”  He glanced at
Aaron over Michelle’s shoulder with a healthy look of fear.
    You should be very afraid .  He fought hard against
the predator’s urge to tear into Kramer with claws and teeth.  The predator
very much wanted the feel of Kramer’s shredded corpse in its hands.  The only
thing standing between Kramer and certain death was Michelle.
    Michelle smiled at Kramer, sending a powerful zing down the
psychic line.  “We should have sympathy for him.”   She saw him as
a victim.  The cattle were too easily seduced.
    “We leave tonight!”   He blasted back at her.
    “ Non!  
I have the situation under control!  He will be useful.  Kramer deals in the
currency of influence.”
    Aaron knew she ignored her own instincts to decline Kramer’s
invitation.  She felt it wiser to placate Kramer to avoid problems and gain
favor.
    “ Oui ,
that would be very nice.  You can send the invitation to our room, merci beaucoup !   There are no
more problèmes, non? ”
    Kramer seized on the moment, “Of course not.  As a matter of
fact I’ll see to it personally your room is complimentary for the rest of your
stay.  It’s the least I can do.”
    Aaron wanted out of the hotel now, right this very moment. 
He didn’t like the idea of this creep watching their every move.  Michelle
caught his emotional spike of displeasure and sent back a psychic flash.   “It
is finished.  We go now.”
    “ Tres
magnifique!   And now we must be off.  Au revoir! ”  She pecked Kramer on the cheek
platonically and then turned and snatched Aaron’s arm to pull him down the hallway
with Ana scrambling to catch up.  Aaron hauled Ana up tight.  She did a
double-step-hop to keep up.  The Samoan wouldn’t look any of them in the eyes.  Aaron
caught a taste of his humiliation bleeding through the pain of his injury. The
Samoan fully expected to be fired shortly.
    In the elevator Michelle faced his scowl.  “We could not
leave the situation without resolution.  Kramer would have brought the police. 
This is unacceptable.  N‘est-ce
pas? ”  Is it not so?
    He nodded, but added, “Un hunh, and if you had listened to
me before, we wouldn’t be in this situation, Oui? ” 
He mocked her cute little accent with his curt reply.
    Ana giggled at his parody, pecking him on the cheek.
    “ Oui mon
amour .”  Michelle agreed with a look that begged forgiveness.  “ C’est la vie! ”   Such is
life , or in this case shit happens .
    She hugged him, kissing his other cheek opposite of Ana. 
They made an Aaron sandwich, both of them conquering his foul mood with their
infectious charms.  He could hardly stay irritated with all this going on.  He
warmed to their allure, allowing his tension to flow out into their warm
embraces.
    “Come, I’m still hungry.  I know a good night club.” 
Michelle licked her lips in anticipation.  She usually tagged several victims a
night.  He couldn’t argue with her logic.  The desert environment left him
feeling especially parched.  The threesome exited Caesar’s Palace to explore
the Las Vegas nightlife.
     
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    Chapter 12
     
    They arrived at the Flamingo around 1:00 a.m.  The line
outside the club stretched out like a massive snake, weaving past bushes and
landscaping to a length of over a hundred feet.
    Anastasia lamented, “Oh gaaad, I hate this!  Why don’t we go
somewhere else that’s not so packed?  We’re gonna be here for an hour waiting
to get in the door, it’s ridiculous!”  She rolled her eyes and slumped her shoulders
with a look of disgust.
    Aaron kissed her into silence and whispered into her ear
seductively, his lips brushing her ear lobe.  “Watch, listen and learn.”
    Michelle spoke to the valet parking attendant standing
nearby the massive lineup.  She rubbed her breasts all over his arm, brushing
against him