Matt adjusted the collar of his shirt and looked into the rearview mirror to be sure he looked okay before stepping out of his car. He knew that Candace was probably going to be upset when she sees him, but there was little else he could do. He wanted to see her, and he wanted to talk to her.
The following evening after the private performance she had given him, he had waited at the back area of the club where he knew she would leave through, until he saw her walking out, looking completely different from the lady who had just given him the best lap dance of his life. The wig was gone now, and she was dressed in a faded jeans trouser and white turtleneck top.
He discreetly tailed her to find out where she lives. He had watched as she picked up her little blonde boy who looked like he was seven years old from the nanny's place, and had then followed them down a couple of blocks to their apartment while watching them talk and laugh.
