Phoebe Faulkner was a woman of action. Once she made up her mind, she acted immediately.
It was a little after eight in the evening—prime time for bars and nightclubs. Jace Lennox had just thrown her out, telling her not to set foot in his room. He definitely wouldn't be looking for her tonight. 'This is my chance!'
Phoebe immediately changed her clothes and snuck out the door.
She didn't go anywhere unfamiliar, just to the bar where she had met Robin Morgan and the others before. In the past, she had only ever come here to drink and dance, but tonight, she was here to watch how the other women hooked up with men—how they seduced them.
Phoebe found a corner and watched intently, paying special attention to the women in revealing clothes.
Most of the more forward women she saw either rubbed their legs against men or used their high-heeled feet to tease them. 'Legs and feet, huh?' Phoebe glanced down at her own.
'I can do that.'
