Midnight Embers is the hottest male strip club on Bourbon Street.
The drinks are strong.
The dancers are stronger.
And every night the place is packed wall-to-wall with screaming, rabid fans making it rain dollar bills, with enough eye candy and liquid courage to make questionable decisions seem like a fantastic idea.
Which is exactly how Nyx Parker likes it.
As co-owner of Midnight Embers, Nyx runs a tight ship with high standards, tight schedules, tighter buns on stage, and one ironclad rule:
Never touch the dancers.
It was a damn good rule, too. Then Ashari walked through the door.
Tall.
Cocky.
Built like temptation in black leather pants.
And carrying enough Big D energy to make everyone in the room look twice.
Hiring the dragon shifter was supposed to solve a staffing problem. Instead, Ashari became one of Midnight Embers' hottest dancers and Nyx's favorite reason to remember exactly why she made that no-touching rule in the first place.
She's managed to keep her hands to herself. Mostly.
But now Halloween is right around the corner, Midnight Embers is preparing for its wildest week of the year, and all those long nights working beside the one man she absolutely refuses to touch are starting to test even Nyx's legendary self-control.
Ashari isn't making things any easier.
He's charming. He's persistent. He's entirely too comfortable pushing her buttons. And after months at Midnight Embers, the dragon who never stays anywhere for long is starting to look suspiciously settled.
With the club getting crazier and the nights even longer, Nyx has a problem on her hands. One she absolutely refuses to touch.
Or wants to touch.
Maybe. Probably.
Running the hottest strip club in New Orleans? Easy. Breaking her own rules? Never part of the plan.
Falling for one of her dancers?
Yeah... now that's where things get complicated.
Genre: Romance