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EXCERPT “Welcome.” He trusted Demetrius. The man always
made good on his word and brought in serious
revenue. “Now about that other thing. Boys Club?
Care to elaborate?” “I do care,” Demetrius said. “First, it’s
exclusive. Second, it’s not cheap.” “Have you met me?” Money was no object. “Thought I should put that out there,” Demetrius
said. “Third, it’s a place to find your perfect
match.” “In a boy?” He wasn’t keen on the idea of dating
someone too much younger than him. “I don’t do
that sort of thing.” A few years younger, maybe,
but not nearly half his age. “It’s not that way. What I mean is that there
are guys there younger than you, but still
within your parameters.” “I’m thirty-eight.”And too damn old sometimes. “These guys are nineteen and up,” Demetrius
said. “And they cater to your needs.” “Like…how?” Demetrius had intrigued him. “In the
bedroom or out? Both?” He wasn’t keen on dating
a courtesan, but hey, maybe it could work. “However you want them to work. We should talk
about this in person,” Demetrius said. “Want to
go?” “Where is it?” “Just outside of Cleveland. Fly up here and
we’ll go. I bet you’ll find the one you want.” Interesting. He
did want to go, but it was getting late. “When?
What time?” He was only forty-five minutes from
Cleveland via helicopter. “It’s already nine-thirty. Think you can make it
here by eleven?” “Deal. I’ll grab Taylor and fly right to your
house.” “I’ll let them know to light up the pad. See you
soon.” He hung up and abandoned his private box before
the fireworks ended. Part of the luxury of
having his own stadium was the access to the
helicopter pad. He’d had the pad installed in
case of an emergency, like needing to fly an
injured player out of the facility, but the pad
served the dual purpose of allowing him to fly
out as he pleased. He filed his flight plan via his phone, then
joined Taylor at the helicopter. “We’re not
heading home tonight. We’re going up to
Demetrius Ford’s place and I’m flying.” He
started going through his preflight checks. “Yes, sir.” Taylor assisted him through the
checks. Reviews Coming Soon!
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