The club was fairly quiet. Only Thursday, so the majority of the partygoers hadn’t gotten their weekend thrill on yet. Even the music, though still throbbing with backbeat and regularity, had been lowered to compensate for the smaller crowd. Dustin had pounded back two shots on his arrival and hovered at the bar scoping out the regulars and the older men that watched him with unfettered interest. Nothing caught his interest back though. Not that he was surprised. Few men called to him lately. Not since he’d met Nicolae. What was that saying about eating hamburger after you’d picked up the scent of steak?
Rather than musing over pointless thoughts, Dustin let himself get carried away by the music. Bass moved his hips and lifted his arms. Within seconds that was all there was. The lights fl
