Page 97 of His Wicked Revenge

“You got so drunk they had to kick your ass out,” I remind him, although he knows what I’m talking about. “I’m pretty sure I remember you trying to climb up on stage during one of the shows.”

His brows dip in fake confusion, shaking his head slightly. “Hmm… I don’t recall that night.”

“You were yelling at the guards, ‘Let me up there! I’ll show the girls how it’s done!’” I laugh at the image playing in my mind. “Then you looked at me over your shoulder, winking, while they attempted to get you down and said, ‘Leo, be sure to toss me the big bills. I’m gonna be the best stripper you’ve ever seen.’”

A slow smile appears on his face, clearly not able to pretend anymore.

“Okay, yeah. I remember. It was entertaining, I’m sure.” He sighs. “To be fair, I would have been the best stripper you’d ever seen.”

“I have no doubt.” I laugh, sipping on my drink. “I honestly couldn’t stay mad at you.”

“I’ll make it up to you tonight.”

“Will you be sneaking up on stage?”

“No.” His buddies sigh in disappointment, surely wanting to see this side of Myles. “I will pay for a lap dance for you.”

“You don’t need to do that,” I decline the offer, sitting back in the chair and bringing my glass to my mouth again.

“Yes, I do.” He leans forward. “You need some action from someone other than… she who must not be named.”

I choke on my drink as his words hit me. Liquid sputters from my mouth and all over the tables as I laugh.

Picking up the cloth napkin, I wipe the drippage from my face. “Did you just compare her to Voldemort?”

“Both their names start with a ‘V,’ and they both want to wreak havoc on people’s lives.” He shrugs, narrowing his eyes at me. “I’m buying you a lap dance. Deal with it.”

Lifting a hand in defense, I gulp down the last of my drink and then order another one.

It’s going to be a long night.

The club is overwhelming.

I know I’ve been out of prison for two months, and sometimes it got… rowdy in there, but it is nothing compared to the sounds I’m enduring right now. The only thing that is allowing me to handle the music and the loud chatter of the other guests is the multiple shots Myles is pouring down my throat.

The music becomes somewhat bearable after each burning liquid slips past my tongue. The voices of the men around us die down until I only focus on our group.

I wasn’t planning on drinking this much. I was only going to have a few drinks with dinner and then cut myself off, but in Myles's words, I need to let loose tonight.

The hidden meaning behind his advice was to get laid by someone who wasn’t Veronica.

I haven’t told him that I slept with her. There was no need to. Ever since I showed up at his house, he was suspiciously eyeing me. We are like brothers. We know each other like the back of our hands.

Luckily, he never brought it up. Even with Chloe not there and the two of us in the kitchen waiting for his work friends to show up, he didn’t bring it up once. Probably because he knew I would get defensive about it if he did.

Not only did I sleep with her, but Veronica stirred up all these feelings inside me that were locked away tight. And if he knew that, he’d blow a fuse.

A woman walks over to our table with a tray balancing in one hand. Shot glasses are arranged sporadically on the tray, but no liquid sloshes over the rims. She walks at a steady pace, and I’m not sure how she keeps the liquor in the shot glasses. I would have been spilling it all over the place.

Setting the tray nicely on the table scattered with beer bottles, she flashes me a smile before glancing at Myles.

“Here you go!” she yells over the music.

“Thank you! Keep them coming.” He raises his glass in a cheers motion, to which she politely nods. With one more look at me, she walks away to either grab us more or help other guests. “Dude, she is totally into you!”

Myles's voice booms over the music. He doesn’t have to speak so loud since he is sitting right next to me, but he is drunk. “No, she’s not.”

“Uh, yes, she is!” He reaches forward to grab a shot glass. “I know you’ve been locked up with men and haven’t been in the dating pool since you’ve been released, but did you see how she was looking at you? She obviously wants to take a ride on the Leo train!”