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I wince in pain as a particularly painful cramp grips my stomach. I need to find someone soon. I can’t expect Nathan to take care of me again tonight. I need to get over my infatuation and move past the blue-eyed Adonis.
Before I can turn and make my way to the bathroom, Nathan grabs my elbow.
“If you need me, let me know,” he says with meaning.
I nod and gently pull my arm away. He releases me, and I head to the hallway where the bathrooms are. I won’t be asking Nathan for his services tonight. I’m determined to find someone on my own.
I finish my business in the restroom, wash my hands, and splash cold water on my face, trying to calm some of the shakes, before leaving the swanky restroom. Mr. Black doesn’t spare any expense with any of the rooms in Blackie’s, including the bathrooms.
“Hey, sweetheart, how are you tonight?” a voice says off to my right, right before I reach the mouth of the hallway.
I turn to see a tall, well-built man, dressed casually in a white button up shirt, sleeves rolled to his elbows, and dark wash jeans. His hair is blond, and cut close to his head. He’s leaning his shoulder against the wall, facing my direction. If I didn’t know any better, I’d say he was standing there waiting on me to leave the restroom.
I sway my hips as I walk over to him. Maybe I’ve just found my guy for the night after all. He’s nice looking, if not my usual type, but I’m pretty damn desperate at the moment.
“Hey, sugar,” I say seductively. “I’m doing a lot better now that you’ve caught my eye.”
“Oh yeah?” He leans away from the wall, but doesn’t step any closer to me.
“Yeah.” I close the distance between us and don’t waste any time.
I can already feel my body trying to rebel against me, even as the pain gets worse by the minute.
I reach out and grip his hardening cock through his jeans. The look on the guy’s face from my bold move would be comical if it wasn’t for my anxious need to use him to get rid of thoughts of another guy.
I grab the back of his neck and bring his head down, nibbling on his ear and whispering, “Fuck me. Right here, right now.”
Chapter Five
Colt
After being bitched out by my sister for the hundredth time about her love life being none of my business, I hung up and found myself back at the one place I hate being at. Except this time, it isn’t to hunt down my sister, but the woman that’s been haunting my thoughts for the past two days. The hurt expression she carried as she slammed the door in my face hasn’t left me since I walked away. I came really close to showing up at her apartment to apologize the next day, but figured that may come off as creepy. She obviously hates me, if the look she gave me earlier today at the day care center is any indication. However, I also saw the undisguised interest she wasn’t quite able to hide. To say I was surprised when I walked in and saw her sitting, comforting Lizzy, was an understatement. Both surprise and pleasure hit me in the gut. I stood in the doorway for several seconds, watching the pair of them. Abby was as beautiful as I remembered. When she avoided my bringing up the subject of our night together, I was more determined than ever to get her to listen to me.
That’s why I’m here tonight. It’s not that I don’t like a bit of kink with my sex, but I don’t want people watching me while I fuck.
I navigate through the sweaty bodies and head to the bar, deciding I may as well get a beer while I’m here. Bottle in hand, I turn and scan the room. My lip curls in disgust when I spot several couples on the dance floor, damn near humping like animals in heat. How the hell can people be okay with others watching them be intimate? The thought of someone watching me with Abby sends my blood boiling. No other fucker deserves to see her soft flesh but me.
Where in the fuck did that come from? She’s not mine. I have no right to have possessive thoughts of her.
I tip my beer back and take a long pull, looking for the woman consuming my thoughts. My eyes flicker over the room, until they land on someone familiar. The guy Abby spoke with on Saturday night before we left. I hope that means she’s here as well.
I get up from my stool and start my way toward him, wanting to ask if she’s here. Something off to my left catches my eye before I take two steps. Glancing over, I see a headful of beautiful blonde hair, and I know it’s her. She’s at the mouth of the hallway that leads to Lukas’s office. Someone steps in my way, blocking my view of her, so I shove the guy to the side. He stumbles and grumbles something I can’t understand. I ignore him and head toward the hallway, pushing people out of the way when they step in front of me.
My heartbeat picks up when I get there and find her gone. Where the hell did she go? The need to see her has grown since I spotted her. A noise down at the end of the hall has me squinting my eyes, trying to see through the darkness. The lights are dim, so I can’t see much. I hear a man’s deep groan and the pulse in my temple beats rapidly. My body heats up, and my hands clench into fists as I stalk down the dark corridor.
Right before the end, several feet from Lukas’s office door, there’s a small alcove. A ruffling noise has me looking inside. The lighting isn’t much better inside the small space, but it’s still enough for me to see a guy with a girl up against the wall. He has her leg hitched over his hip with his hand underneath her skirt, on her bare ass. His face is buried in her neck, sucking away at the flesh there. My heart speeds up when the girl turns her face my way, and I catch the hint of blonde hair. Abby has her eyes shut tightly, looking as if she’s in pain.
Rage consumes me and my vision goes red as I close the distance between me and the couple in two long strides. Abby whimpers when I grab the back of the guy’s head by his hair, shove him to the side, and smash his face into the wall beside her. Blood immediately gushes from his nose, and it sends satisfaction soaring through me. I spin the guy around and plant my fist in his gut. He grunts, bends at the waist, and sucks in a sharp breath. When I grab the guy’s head with both my hands to land my knee in the bastard’s face, a hand grabs one of my arms to stop me.
“What the hell are you doing?” Abby screeches frantically.
Not letting go of the guy’s head, I turn my furious stare to her. Her eyes are wide with shock as she looks from me to the guy’s face that’s dripping blood onto the floor.
“He was hurting you,” I growl, squeezing the fucker’s head. He whimpers, which makes Abby’s eyes narrow. Her hand on my arm tightens.
“Let him go, Blue,” she demands.
“Colt,” I correct her. I want to hear her say my name.
