Whitney relaxed in the tub of bubbles. This hotel suite at The Aria was divine. She couldn’t think of a better way to spend her birthday weekend in Vegas. Well, actually she could, but that would come later. Her thoughts drifted to the Cowboy that would be picking her up soon.   He was the picture of perfection, and she could hardly believe she was getting to spend time with him. She smiled and sank further into the bubbly water as visions of the men of Gigolos Showtime danced through her head.

She had picked an outfit that emphasized her figure. As Whitney checked herself in the mirror, she heard a knock on the door. She instantly flushed with warmth and the butterflies in her stomach kicked in. As she opened the door, she was greeted with the most delicious vision.  John stood in the doorway, dressed to perfection in a suit. His gorgeous mane flowed and his eyes twinkled as he held out a bouquet of flowers to her. Whitney smiled and blushed just a little as her hand brushed his in accepting the sweet gift.

She placed the flowers in water, and then they were off for a night on the town. Vegas was alive and pulsing with energy tonight. Whitney couldn’t wait! Ever the gentleman, Ash opened her car door and helped her settle into her seat. She could hardly stop staring at him as they chatted on the drive to dinner. They pulled up to the Palms, and the valet helped her from the car. Whitney had never eaten at Alize, and she gasped at the breathtaking view from the windows. Ash slipped a protective arm around her waist as they were led to their table. The Vegas strip was spread before them like a beautiful buffet. As they dined on filet mignon and roasted lobster, she looked across the table into his eyes – those eyes she could get lost in. His smile sent heat to her very core. And when he brushed his finger across her lower lip to catch a dribble of butter, she thought she might just jump out of her skin as the electricity flowed through her.

After dinner they headed out for the evening to truly celebrate her birthday. Ash wouldn’t tell her where they were going. It was a surprise. It was only a short jaunt down the strip before they parked and headed into the amazing XS nightclub. Whitney could feel the buzz from the neon lights as the beat of the music echoed through her. Ash had arranged for a VIP booth and bottle service. Before long, he took her by the hand and led her to the dance floor. They swayed and spun around to the music, and Whitney never felt more alive. They kept a perfect beat together. They headed back to the table to cool down a bit. As they sipped their drinks, Ash placed his arm around her shoulder and she snuggled into him. She saw two men approaching their table and nearly choked on her drink. Oh my gosh! It was Nick and Vin! They all greeted, and Nick kissed her hand at the introduction. Ash invited them to join them at the table, and to Whitney’s amazement, they accepted.

They chatted about everything under the sun. Nick looked at Ash with a twinkle in his eye, “Mind if I steal the birthday girl for a dance?”

Before it could even sink in, Nick had Whitney on the dance floor. He held her close as they swayed to the music, and she felt almost dizzy from the excitement. She leaned against him as they moved to the music and could feel his muscles through his shirt. The music was winding down, and as Nick tilted her chin to look in her eyes, she heard Vin behind her.

“Hey Nick, don’t be selfish. Mind if I cut in for a dance.”

Before Whitney knew what was happening, the music was playing again and she was in Vin’s arms swaying to the beat. He gave her a devilish grin as he spun her around. They swayed and twirled around the dance floor until the music stopped. Whitney’s legs could hardly carry her back to the table.

Back at the booth, they laughed and drank. Whitney could hardly believe her amazing luck having three Gigolos sitting here all together. What a birthday present! Ash had a protective arm around her, as if to signal Nick and Vin that he wasn’t keen on sharing her anymore. It was nearly 2 am when they said their goodbyes and headed to the car. Whitney barely remembered the ride home. All she could do was drink in the gorgeous man in the seat beside her.

He held her close as they to the elevator to the room. Once inside, she poured them a nightcap. They stood at the floor to ceiling windows looking out over the city, drinking in the scenery. Ash put his arms around her and pulled her close. He tilted her chin and gazed into her eyes. As he leaned in, Whitney closed her eyes with anticipation.

She felt a soft, wet tongue on her cheek and startled. As her eyes opened, her dog Snoop was on her chest licking her face. She pushed him away from her face and sat up on the couch. The TV was still on, and she was still flushed from her dream.

Damn, what a dream it was! I guess that’s to be expected when you fall asleep while doing a marathon session of Gigolos Season Six. Oh how she hopes Showtime will announce a Season Seven in the New Year! Whitney smiled as she lay back again. Her dream gave her inspiration. My Christmas money this year is going to get me the greatest gift of all – a Gigolo for my birthday just like in my dream!