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She doesn’t lower her leg right away. We settled like that for I don’t know how long. Something happened to me in our time together. I can’t put words to it yet. I just know I’m different.
“Are you all right?” I ask her.
“I’m great.”
I whisper, “You’re stunning is what you are.”
After my honest compliment she seems, for the first time, uncomfortable. Viper kisses my left cheek, then my right, before she slides away from me. She kisses the notch at the base of my neck then reaches for her boy shorts on the bench. While she smooths her dress and her hair, I collect myself.
Once the evidence of our liaison is hidden, I turn to find her back on the opposite side of the firepit out of my reach. “I enjoyed our dance,” she says.
“I hope we get to dance again,” I tell her.
“If you’re lucky.”
“Where will I find you?”
The fire returns to her eyes as she smiles. “Where you least expect it.”
Chapter Ten
Elijah
“Wait.”
I call to her as she walks away. She’s so fast, like a mist moving along the breeze. Viper opens the door back into the club. I’m only three paces behind her. I catch the door before it latches back, and Wes stops me with an arm around my shoulder.
“You were gone a long time, although not as long as I would have liked for you.”
“Where’d she go?”
“Your dancing queen? She hit the door and poof, man.”
“No.” I brush past him and begin my search through the crowd. She, by rights, should have only been two yards ahead of me. I should see her. I don’t. Finally, the lights help me. I see another group dancing on the other side of the club.
I weave my way through the people. It’s not nearly fast enough. When I get close, I know in an instant it’s not her. It’s Hayley with her friends. She reaches out and grabs my hand. “Hey, everybody. This is my big brother, Eli.”
I lean in. “Hayles, did you see a woman walk by you wearing a white dress?”
“Long blonde hair. Pretty?”
“Yes. Where is she?”
“She went by us like thirty seconds ago with her squad and out the front door.”
“What? Fuck.” I leave Hayley confused in mid-thought. I need to find Viper. By the time I reach the valet stand, there isn’t a white dress to be seen. Not even a Goddamn glass slipper.
“May I help you?” the valet asks.
“There was a young woman in a white dress who just left.”
“You mean Coop?” he responds.
“Coop?”
“Yeah, Dylan Cooper.”
“Dylan. Thanks.” When I turn to go back into the club, Wes is standing in the doorway watching. “Get it over with,” I sigh.
