Logan was exhausted the next morning, and not just because of the hours of deviant carousing. It was all the nights before that with almost no sleep, as he’d stared at spreadsheets, at all the unpromising numbers. He’d studied the figures in every spare moment, he’d tried to adjust as he went along now that people were actually here and he could see how it all worked. He’d done everything but cartwheels trying to entertain the customers, and he could only hope it would be enough to somehow conjure up more business. And he really should have either done more of the same, or gotten some damn sleep for once, instead of kinky shenanigans. At least he was too distracted to be nervous about satisfying the rest of the guests anymore. He only really cared about pleasing one of them, and he was pretty convinced that Tuesday had its own time-space continuum because it seemed to last forever. After dark, after everybody else was asleep, that was when he could get more alone time with Mindy.
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