“You’re one of us now, so it’s time you met the team managers.” Sparkle glanced at her watch. “The guys will be here any moment. They make sure the castle runs smoothly. Of course, I’m the team owner, so I have the final say.” She sipped her drink as she watched the entrance to Wicked Fantasy from her perch on a bar stool. She crossed her legs and her short black dress rode higher on her smooth thighs. Every man in the club inhaled at the same time.

Cinn tried not to think too hard about the weirdness of having a boss named Sparkle Stardust. She concentrated instead on the ordinary. This was a small intimate club in a fake castle. The fake castle was part of an adult theme park dedicated to fulfilling fantasies. There were a pirate ship, a Wild West Main Street, and a bunch of other settings that encouraged role-playing. It was just a Disney World for grown-ups. A clever marketing idea, but it didn’t wander far from ordinary.

While she contemplated the complete ordinariness of her new job, three men entered the club. Two of them were so gorgeous they could bring tears to the eyes of the most dedicated man-hater. The third? Not so much. His blue robe decorated with gold moons, stars, and assorted other celestial bodies matched his tall conical blue hat. The hat added about a foot to his height, so he didn’t look too much shorter than the others. Okay, she got it. The castle was for role-playing, so he was either a customer who liked to live his role or the castle’s resident wacky wizard.

She forced her attention back to Sparkle and the team thing. “The team concept is great, but come on, I work with plants, Sparkle. What’s the point? Plants don’t have team spirit. We’re loners. We don’t do group activities.”

Sparkle raised one perfectly shaped brow. “Now you’re scaring me, sister. We? Please don’t tell me you’re one with your plants.”

“No, but what I meant was that I won’t be working with anyone. It’ll just be me and my plants out there in that little greenhouse you set up. Oh, and thanks for connecting it to one of the kitchen doors so I don’t have to run between the raindrops in bad weather.”

Sparkle’s amazing amber eyes widened. “Wherever did you get the idea that you’ll be working alone? I’m sure lots of people will be fascinated by your plants. They already love Jessica and Sweetie Pie.” She slid the tip of her tongue over her full bottom lip as she reached back with both hands to run her fingers through her heavy fall of red hair.

The bartender’s Adam’s apple bobbed at warp speed as he watched the lift and thrust.