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My hips sway dramatically as I oversexualize my steps, drawing his attention to me. His light blue eyes slowly run up my body, lingering on my bare legs and chest, lighting up like he’s hit the jackpot.
“Hey, handsome. You look awfully lonely over here all by yourself,” I draw out in my most flirty drunk voice.
The self-satisfied smirk playing across his lips tells me he thinks he’s found what he was looking for. “Hi, gorgeous. I’ve been waiting for someone as beautiful as you to walk through those doors,” he flirts back.
Internally, I have to force myself not to roll my eyes at his response. I don’t know which makes my stomach turn more—what he said or the atrocious fake giggle that escapes me.
“Dance with me?” I ask, holding my hand out to him, giving him the biggest puppy dog eyes I can. Without a second thought, he takes it, leading me onto the dance floor.
Now’s my chance.
He tightly grabs onto my hips, trying to bring me closer to his body, but I pull away in a quick spin, keeping as much distance as I can without seeming too repulsed. Our bodies move to the music for a few minutes before I go in for the kill. “I’m new here. What else is there to do in Cincinnati?” I practically have to yell because I don’t want to get too close to the skeezy asshole.
“There are a lot of things—sightseeing, museums, and other boring things—but something tells me, I could show you better things.” His hand slides down my side, finally resting on my hip again.
Shaking off his crass comment, I continue with my inquisition, “Where do all the wealthy people hang out in the city?” I really don’t know why that’s my next question, because it’s not subtle at all. Probably should’ve rephrased it, but I’ve never been a poet with words, always preferring to be direct. It’s already out there, so I'll go with it.
His hand tightens on my hip, spinning me around so my back is against his chest. My pulse quickens, not liking the position he has us in. Bile threatens to come up when his hard cock digs into my lower back.
“I should’ve known a beautiful girl like you would be a gold digger. They always are.” His hand snakes around my body, resting on my stomach, inching toward my breasts.
I know he’s saying something disgusting to me like the pig he is, but I’m not listening. I’m too focused on a very agitated Ace who’s standing behind the bar, eyes narrowed and arms crossed over his chest. The unknown man that was with Ace and Blais last night, grips Ace’s bicep, saying something into his ear, but Ace’s eyes don’t leave mine even for a second.
The unknown man, who has beautiful deep brown skin and looks like a bodybuilder, turns and says something to Blais, pointing over his shoulder toward the dance floor. I was so distracted pursuing Novak, I never noticed that Blais left the DJ booth.
Blais stalks across the room, his sights set on me, not caring who’s in his way.
I can’t help but notice how fucking stunning he looks in his ripped black jeans and black band tee. His pace quickens when Novak’s hand reaches my breast, pinching my nipple through the thin fabric of my dress. Rage fuels me, but I swallow the need to spin around and kick Novak in the balls.
Shit.Blais better not fucking ruin this. I might not want Novak’s hands on me, but I’ll do what it takes to get closer to him.
“I know someone who’d pay a lot of money for a night with you.” Novak’s voice pulls me from the cocky, pink-haired man approaching us.
What the fuck?
Before I can answer, Blais’ whiskey-smooth voice breaks through the booming music. “There you are, darling,” he says, ripping me from Novak’s hold, tucking me under his arm. My body wraps into his warm embrace, feeling his muscles ripple under his shirt. His musky, sandalwood scent attacks my senses, making me forget for a second that he’s a cocky asshole, and I’m here for a target.
He gives me a tight squeeze. “She’s had a little too much to drink. You know how women are, man, they get lost if you don’t keep your eye on them.” His comment only serves to piss me off, treating me like I’m an object rather than a person. Now I’m faced with which asshole I’d prefer more.
“Well, you might want to keep this one on a tight leash. She surely wasn’t acting like she was your girl. Looks like she was more interested in being mine.” Novak drops his gaze to me and gives me a wink. Fucking disgusting. I’m not a damn dog, and I’m definitely not interested in his scummy ass.
Blais’ grip tightens after Novak’s comment, his fingers digging into my skin roughly. He continues talking to Novak like I’m not even standing here. “She sure is something else. Thanks for finding my girl, man. Have a good night.” Blais slaps his shoulder hard like they’re old buddies before dragging me back toward the bar.
When we’re far enough away from Novak, I shimmy my way out from under his arm. “What the fuck was that?” I spit. As mad as I am about the disgusting comments that came out of his mouth, I’m even more pissed that he ruined my chance with Novak tonight.
He chuckles. “Just saving you, darling.”
I didn’t need him to save me. I needed answers, which I now have to work even harder to get because of him.
But I’m curious as to why he thinks I needed saving from Novak. They were watching him pretty closely last night too. From what I understand, he and Ace own Trinity. I’m sure they keep a close eye on who comes and goes from the club, so I might be able to sway some information from them.
“I don’t need to be saved,” I snarl.
“Ah,” he says, his mouth hanging open for a few seconds. A flash of metal catches my attention, drawing my eyes to the little silver barbell piercing through his tongue. “Someone’s a little feisty tonight. I like that.” His tongue runs over his plump bottom lip before giving me a smirk.
My thighs automatically clench together looking at his glistening plump lip. I hate how much that simple movement is affecting me. My clit might be aching for that tongue ring to tease it a little, but I won’t let him know that. I’m a girl with needs, but I also know how to shove them down and put my work first.
Hopefully.
