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“They’re here, but first, drink up.” Dale tapped a finger to the stem as I drank. “I wanna dance!” He laughed as I downed the double vodka recipe and plunked the glass down.

We slid together onto the dance floor and moved our bodies to Night Running by Cage the Elephant and Beck.

Dale, as always, caught the attention of many of the girls around us. I had to smile because he really was a beautiful human.

I tugged out the elastic and ran my hands through my damp hair as I swung my hips and mouthed the words to the song. I loved that Minnie played all kinds of music. People got a kick out of the fact that her boyfriend was the VP of Devil’s Reach who loved all things rock and heavy metal, yet he still hung out at her club.

Minnie appeared out of nowhere with Rail. He balanced a tray of shots. We all did two, then she handed the tray to one of her guys.

“Cheers to tits and clits,” Rail yelled.

“Cheers!” We all laughed.

Rail was the only Devil’s Reach member who would come out on the dance floor. It just wasn’t their thing. I’d heard about Morgan’s dance moves, and they could stay at the clubhouse.

The song switched to Go Fuck Yourself by Two Feet, and some guy grabbed me by the hips and walked me back into him. Dale stayed close, and Minnie glared until I shook my head to let her know it was all right. I needed to let loose a little tonight.

The heavy bass of the song traveled up my body and pulsed the vodka straight to my head. A fuzzy buzz went through me.

I tilted my head back against the guy’s shoulder as his hands grabbed my hips, and we ground to the music. I spotted Trigger and Morgan on the balcony as they scanned the crowd for possible problems. Morgan gave me a wave, and I grinned back. I was close with everyone in Devil’s Reach since I’d met them through Minnie. Rail was crazy but loveable in a fucked-up way, Minnie and Tess were my partners in crime, Trigger was like the scary uncle you called when you needed something handled. Mind you, you’d never ask exactly how it was handled. Then there was Morgan, my “sweet when no one was looking” Morgan. If I’d been born a twin, I’d want it to be him. I’m not sure why I felt that way about him, but I did. I imagined we shared a soul once, connected as family somewhere in the past. I just wished he was around more than he was.

Morgan suddenly left my thoughts, as a different vibe came over me.

I felt a pull and scanned the room to find Grim’s intense expression locked on me. He stood at a high-top table with Jesse, Knox, and to my horror, my sister Calli.

He pointed at me then flicked his finger for me to come.

The fuck? Did he just summon me?

Instead of obeying, I held his gaze and let the man behind me run his hands around my body as we dirty danced to a song I didn’t recognize.

He shook his head slowly and I could feel his anger. I knew he wanted to rip a strip off me for what happened with Sonny and the contract. I wasn’t in the mood; besides, I wasn’t on the clock.

A moment later, I saw Jesse coming toward us.

“I need a water,” I shouted at Dale. “Thanks for the dance.”

“Anytime.” The guy peeled himself off me with a smile then disappeared into the crowd.

I held up a hand to Jesse. I knew he was only following orders, but I knew better than to push it any further. I followed him.

“You summoned, my Lord.” I snickered, and Calli rolled her eyes.

Grim set his drink down and stood to tower over me. He fingered my wet hair and threw me a questioning look. I didn’t react, and he leaned down and whispered, “I distinctly remember that I gave you an order to leave the contact alone.”

“You gave me an orgasm too,” I countered.

“Is that what you’re looking for, sweetheart? A way to get another?” He pulled back and cocked a brow. His cologne engulfed me, and for a hair of a second, I let myself be lost in it.

“Don’t flatter yourself, Grim. It had been almost a month since I came. I was horny, that’s all, and you figured out how I like it.”

“Yes, you seem to have quite an appetite for all things dark and dangerous.”

“I’m not ashamed of my tastes.”

“Don’t be.” His mask slipped for a moment, and I got a flash of interest. I felt as if my taste in sex might be perfect for him, but he blinked and then was angry again. “What the hell happened?”

“With what?” I didn’t want to do this. I wanted to let loose.

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