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“Don’t mind if I do.”
I held the bag loosely in my right hand, waved my left hand over it, and plucked the golden strings from around the mouth of the bag. Out popped a rack of clothes perfectly organized by style and size. I thumbed through our options with the bag pressed to my hip, humming as I pulled a fishnet shirt, leather pants, and biker boots out of the bunch.
Eric raised his eyebrows. “For me?”
My attention narrowed in on his huge hands, how they enclosed my fingers like mitts as he accepted the bundle of clothes and the boots. I tried to ignore the pang that ripped through my core again. Nothing about that feeling was good—so, I would continue to trek forward through the weekend until Sunday evening.
At least we could enjoy going out tonight for a brief moment. Even though we’re looking for someone, I could let down my hair and have a drink. So long as the man accompanying me wasn’t uptight about it.
Eric went to the other side of the rack to change. I grabbed a tight leather halter top corseted in the front with thick strings, a short silver skirt, fishnet leggings, and high-heeled boots with scuff marks along the sides. To complete my look, I flashed a magical brush over my face for a quick smokey eye and dark blue lips.
Once ready, I rounded the rack and eyed Eric, who filled out his fishnet shirt a little too well. The scars and tattoos from before lingered in my vision as I waited for him to finish buckling his shoes. He glanced up at me from the ground.
“Well,” I whispered, “this is different.”
“I don’t like you being taller than me.”
I snickered. “Why? Does it make you feel small?”
“No.” He stood up to his full height, stepping closer to tower over me, casting a shadow with his wide shoulders over my face. My eyelids fluttered when he touched my chin lightly enough to draw out a long sigh. “It makes other parts of me feel big.”
That was enough. We had to get out of here—before both of us did something stupid.
Again.
***
City lights sparkled around us as we approached a brick building painted black with white letters above a crimson door. Drip was a sore thumb sticking out on this side of Atlanta with its lush red carpet stretching to the corner and its lush scarlet ribbons separating the line to get in from the rest of the human traffic on the sidewalk.
The line of clubgoers spilled across the street, which wasn’t exactly preferable for us.
But I had my ways of getting in without doing much damage. I waved my fingers over Eric’s shoulder, splashing him with a personal favorite of mine as far as glamors went—incognito. He would be present enough to get through the door without being recalled once he passed the bouncers. Everyone working for the club would be vampires, and any trace of a wolf in their midst would be taken as a threat.
That meant the next part of my plan had to be enacted. I thumbed the vial pendant around my neck that I kept in my eternity bag. After dipping the tip of my forefinger into the vial, I rubbed the glossy mixture on my lips. People passing by barely spared us a glance except to check out my thick thighs covered in fishnets or my curvy ass teasing its way out of the bottom of my silver skirt.
I tapped Eric’s chin, drawing his attention to me. “Come here.”
His eyebrows knitted as his lips parted. Yet when I stood on my toes to offer him my mouth, he took it without question. His hand swarmed my side and then my lower back, crushing me to his torso as his free hand wove fingers into my loose curls. Winter mint took me over, transporting me to the Blue Ridge Mountains, where the air was crisp and sweet with energy.
The kiss bruised me. It nearly killed me. And I would have kept my word had it not been for the circumstances. Any excuse to kiss Eric was a good one, but I wouldn’t say anything about it as long as he didn’t mention it to his daughter. With so much guilt building up, I knew it would slay me eventually, but I couldn’t worry about Kiki right now. For the sake of our task, I had to worry about finding Ander Méndez—and returning what was rightfully his, according to my father.
Fingers dug into my flesh, and then I was panting on the edge of the sidewalk with Eric cupping my cheek. “Why did you do that?”
I tapped the vial around my neck. “Remember how I said we need to smell human?”
“Did you have to kiss me?”
Oh, but that hardly sounded like a complaint. “Yes.”
“Why?”
“It works better with heat transfer.”
He shook his head. “Fine. If you’re going to tease me, then I’m going to tease you.” He squeezed my bottom, sending heat coursing through me. “Darling.”
“Try not to overdo it, sweetie. We don’t want to look too showy.”
“Maybe I’m just a handsy guy.”
