Sin. He definitely lived up to his name. The man was like looking straight into the eyes of pure sexuality. I never thought I'd walk into a strip club, much less be standing here asking for a job in one. Amazing what weeks of living off potted meat...
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Sin/ Michelle Hughes. -- 1st ed.
ISBN-13: 978-1489531018
ISBN-10: 1489531017
Chapter One
My heart was racing ninety to nothing as I walked into Sin's Den. Kera had gotten me the interview, and I really wished she was standing beside me now, because I wasn't sure if I was capable of going through with this. I'd never waited tables in my life, and as far as a strip club? Until now there was no reason for me to walk inside the doors. Taking a deep breath, I knew I had to calm down or blow this opportunity.
