“Hello?” She could hardly hear, the sounds from the club blaring through her phone was she busied herself, at home, rocking her very sick and very cranky daughter back and forth. “No...no Jaz I can’t come in tonight Jo is sick. Yea she caught an ear infection from daycare. No...I...what?” Frowning as she listened she silently began to shake her head, unsure if she was fully understanding. “So he is there and he asked you to call me? Well what is he doing? Just sitting there? Okay. Hand him the phone Jaz this will take two seconds.” Managing to soothe the one year old enough to place her on her bed Phoenix took a step back, slowly turning to head into the kitchen as she listened for the male voice on the other line. “...What in the hell are you doing at my club and why are you making a complete scene?” Her voice was trickled with mild annoyance but more than anything she was amused. Her cheeks having flushed a deep shade of red. “I had to skip out of work tonight my daughter is sick. I am stuck at home playing nurse which is why you shouldn’t just pop up every three months or whatever. Look. Either you can get a dance from someone else or not. If you are that bummed out however you can always find your way here. I could use another set of hands.” She was kidding of course but biting her lip as the words left her mouth she knew better than to make an offer to Rhys even if it was a joke. He was one of the good guys after all.

It had happened so fast, she had been in the middle of the park pushing Josie on the swings when she felt a tightening in her stomach followed by a hot sensation running down her legs. Her water had broke and though a rush of nerves had hit her she remained calm, collecting the toddler and managing the short walk back home. Thankfully this wasn’t her first time around the block and managing a shower, and a quick lunch for Jo she calmly dialed Robert’s number...her hand running over her belly as a small contraction hit. “Hey uh...it’s time.”

“I now pronounce you mister and misses Wolfe. The look on your face babe I thought you were gonna cry!” Smiling as she teased Luke, Phoenix stumbled into their hotel suite for the night. The wedding reception had finally ended at almost one in the morning and now all danced out and slightly drunk she collapsed on their oversize bed a small yawn escaping her lips. She was wearing a all white track suite with the words “Mrs. Wolfe” printed across the back. “Six months of planning, fighting, going over budget and it’s all over. Did you have fun?”

She could spend the next twenty at the bar, talking shit with the waitresses or hanging out behind the Dj booth. She couldn’t stomach getting on stage again, not tonight but spotting a few fresh faces she sighed, figuring she could at lest make a few bucks doing some private dances. Setting her sights on one scruffy looking fellow in particular she put on her game face, swaying over to him.   “So you know sitting back here...not really gonna get a lot of attention.” Smiling as she reached him she raised an eyebrow, her figure towering slightly over his seated one with the help of her heels. “Most of the girls do their private dances over there in VIP unless of course you are one of those guys who gets off on watching everyone else have the fun.” Sliding into the seat next to him she extended her hand, her icy blue hues settling on his. “Hi, I’m Nix.”

‘So it’s your birthday and I know you said you didn’t want anything but...well here.” Biting down on her lip Phoenix stood on her tippie toes, her hands covering his eyes. Moving them slowly to reveal  his surprise she grinned. She had spent the day getting everything ready and staring up at the pole now placed perfectly in his bedroom she looked over to see his face. “I figured this way you can get a private dance whenever you want and...” Taking his hand to lead him over to the bed she eyed the three new lingerie sets she had gotten. “For your first dance you can pick which one I wear.”