Page 18 of The Spectre


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“Are you trying to kill me?” asks Bailey, looking up at Emilie. Blake’s smile behind her glass is evident.

“It’s a shot of vodka. It’s good for you,” Emilie retorts.

“I think I had too much to drink. It tastes like ‘Eau-de-vie’,” Bailey says with what I think is a French accent. Scott and I probably look confused as she turns to face us and adds, “That’s 90% alcohol.”

“Who’s crazy enough to drink something that’s 90% alcohol?” asks Scott with wide eyes.

They reply in unison, “The French.” And giggle.

Out of the corner of my eye, I spot the muscle guy from earlier making his way towards us, gravitating towards Blake.

“My invitation still stands, beautiful.” I hear him say. “You sure you don’t wanna come?” The tightness of my fist makes my knuckles feel icy cold, and the intense desire to smash his face against the table tests my self-restraint to the limit.

Scott is observing me attentively, probably waiting for me to lose my shit, but the intense gaze he gives him is as sharp as the daggers in his eyes. The helium guy says something that makes her laugh. Fucking. Laugh.

“Thanks for the offer, but I’m good. I’m sure you’ll find someone else to entertain you throughout the night,” Blakely replies with a faint smile on her face.

“Alright, beautiful. I couldn’t leave without asking one last time,” he adds before leaving.

I take a breath that I didn’t know I needed. I’m confused when she stands from her seat. Didn’t she refuse his offer?

“Where are you going?” asks Emilie, and God bless her. I’m starting to like this fiery woman more and more.

“I need to use the loo,” answers Blake.

“Do you want me to come with you?” That’s Bailey’s turn to speak. What’s this thing with women going to the bathroom in groups? I’ll never understand that.

“Nah, I’m good. You enjoy. I’ll be back shortly.” With that, she walks away.

I wait a few minutes before moving as well. No need to explain where I’m going. The girls are deep into their conversation. Scott is the only one to see me, and he knows exactly where I’m going. He sighs and shakes his head, but I’ve been patient enough tonight. The need to be closer to her and to have her deep black eyes looking at me is consuming me.

I walk towards the bathroom and wait until she’s out. I hear the sound of the opening door when she appears. She stops mid-steps, looking at me.

“Seriously?” she asks.

I take a step closer to her. I can smell her vanilla scent mix with the alcohol she has consumed tonight. Her piercing black eyes stare directly into my being. As she takes a step back, I move closer until she’s trapped between my body and the wall.

“Aidan? What are you doing?” Her voice is rough and gravelly, like sandpaper rubbing against wood, when she speaks.

“I just want to talk,” I say.

“And for that, you needed to cage me against this wall?” My brat is back.

I take a deep breath, not wanting to lose it. “You let him touch you.”

“What?” she asks, struggling to make sense of what I’m saying.

“You. Let. Him. Touch. You,” I repeat, articulating my words.

“Are you fucking serious right now?” The tension in her jaw and the way she clenches her fists betray the anger that fuels her. “I do whatever the fuck I want. If I want someone to touch me, that’s my problem. If I want someone to kiss me, that’s my problem. If I want someone to fuck me, that’s my problem. You have nothing to say about what I do, when I do it, and who I do it with.” Her chest heaves as she finishes her tirade, almost out of breath.

I grab her by the throat and lean closer to her face. She gasps at my grip. “That’s where you’re wrong, baby.” Our lips are almost touching. I squeeze her throat a bit more, but not too much that she can’t breathe. “If you care about their lives, you’ll stay away from them. I won’t hesitate to do what I have to do.” Her breath quickens.

“Do not threaten me.” As I grip her tightly, she snaps, her voice coming out in a rough, scratchy whisper.

“Oh, but it’s not a threat. It’s a promise.” I take one final look at her before I release her, and then I turn and walk away without looking back.

Chapter 6

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