Gottlux+ cabaret,please?
“They say to keep an eye on this one,” Symone remarked as the cabaret performer took the stage.
Mik chuckled, gaze fixed on the stage, “don’t need to tell me twice, gorge,” he assured, taking a sip from his wine glass.
And sure enough, the performance was captivating, it had him entranced from start to finish, to the point where he nearly missed her saying her name – Olivia – before exiting the stage, “that’s the most gorgeous angel I’ve ever seen.”
“Keep it in your pants, though,” Symone teased.
Mik rolled his eyes, “I didn’t even bring it with me, leave me alone,” he huffed. But that didn’t deter him from seeking out the manager and asking for the opportunity to meet her – and with the reputation attached to his name, it was easily fulfilled.
“Oh, hello,” Olivia greeted cheerily when the manager introduced her new company, then furrowed her brows, “you look familiar.”
“Right, uh, here,” all of the smooth charm Mik had went right out the window as he haphazardly fumbled for a business card to hand to her while saying, “you were incredible out there, I don’t see a lot of acts include singing and burlesque.”
She smiled, tucking a curl behind her ear while she tried not to appear awestruck or flustered when she recognized the famous last name on the business card, “it’s an honor to hear that from you.”
Mik swore he could get lost in her smile, and it took damn near everything to keep himself appearing unaffected, “I’d love to take you for lunch sometime, pick that talented brain of yours,” he said, then focused his energy on not embarrassing himself with enthusiasm when she said yes.