Copper King
“Jim stopped by a low cupboard. “Take a look around,” he ordered. “I’ll grab us drinks.”
Her heart was thumping as if she were a virgin about to be sacrificed on some sexual altar. She made her way to the windows, trailing her fingers over the back of the grey leather couch, its surface soft and cool to her touch.
Outside, the city spread in a circle, the glittering line of the Strip lit up and stretching into the distance. Taxis and cars with their white headlights and red taillights made interesting patterns as they moved in a synchronized manner.
Below them, the manmade lake was highlighted from all sides by brilliant spotlights. Jim’s suite was in the exact location so when a spray of water shot skyward, it was perfectly visible. She pressed closer to the glass, watching eagerly.
“I saw this online,” Lillie murmured. “The fountain shows. Too bad we can’t hear the music.”
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