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[evolutionaryimperative]

Gabriel hadn't originally planned on coming back. It was smarter to just let the experience they shared the night before be a one night thing. So why was he here? Even he wasn't sure, but he felt the need to see her, the way he hadn't needed to see anyone in a long, long time.

As soon as he finished the last watch for the day he had closed up the shop and headed up to the apartment above it. He had changed out of his glasses and sweater vests into one of the outfits he wore off the job. Black slacks, a white shirt, and the same leather jacket he had worn the night before. Nothing special. It was never anything that could make him stick out.

After that he had headed out and before he knew it he was here, at the strip club where Elle worked once more. He made his way inside, sitting a little closer to the stage than he normally did. He tried to tell himself himself he wasn't making sure she would notice him, but that was a lie.

He leaned back and ordered a scotch (his usual), dark eyes scanning the area for her as a familiar song began to play for the next dance.

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[electrocutesy.livejournal.com]

She looked plainly at his confused, studying look, and skirted her eyes around his, never quite meeting them. She slipped her bra back on, and reached back to hook it with ease. He was zipping himself up though, and that was a good sign. A good sign of what, she wasn't sure. She just didn't want him to get the wrong idea about what had happened.

"I need to clean up," she said, and shot him a dull smile, and it annoyed her it didn't feel real or strong. Plus, it was true enough that she needed to clean up, maybe change, and she couldn't do it in a room with just a chair and a pole. Maybe she would just go home. She felt tired suddenly. "I'll see you."

Not that it mattered, and she wasn't sure why she said the flippant words in the first place.

[specialmonster.livejournal.com]

He knew what it was. It was just a one time thing, he was sure. Which was weird, because he usually never did things like this. But there was something almost oddly liberating about it, really.

He finished tucking himself in and began to button his shirt back up now, getting ready to leave. He nodded his head a little to acknowledge her words. "I'll see you."

Although he was pretty sure he wouldn't be coming back here after this. It would probably be best if he didn't.

[electrocutesy.livejournal.com]

That was fine with her. It would be bad for business, anyway. She got what she wanted, he got what he wanted, so he could get his kicks elsewhere now. It was Vegas; there was never a shortage of strip clubs.

She straightened her bra out and shook her hair out, turning to walk to the door with her head held high, her hesitation gone. "Sure," she called back indifferently, and walked out without looking back.

[specialmonster.livejournal.com]

Gabriel nodded as he watched her leave. It for the best that they didn't seen one another again anyways. It would just make things complicated, which was the last thing he needed in his life.

Instead he just finished adjusting his shirt and grabbed his jacket before heading out of the room and leaving the club.