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I raise my voice over the pounding music. “Well, you at least have to appreciate the view,” I tease trying to lighten the gutters etched into his brows. “The man is packing some heat in those jeans for damn sure. And the ladies seem to love him.”
I sense the heat of those fierce eyes of his when Hark lasers me with a hot look. I grin. Let him feel jealous.
To my right, a huge winding staircase rims the far-right wall and leads to two higher levels. More couples use the elevated position as a great place to hit second base.
Okay…definitely not like any show I’ve seen.
To my left is an open living room with several couches, lounges, and plush chairs. All black leather. Dead ahead is what I presume is the direction of the kitchen down a long warmly lit hallway. And the direction of something spicy with pastry is being prepared.
A busty woman with a mohawk and acid green tips winds an arm around Hark’s neck seconds after we step into the foyer. Her skirt leaves little to the imagination and the gold, glitter halter top says untie me and I’m yours. But hey, you got it, you got it. Work it, just don’t work it on the man still smelling like my climax is all I’m saying.
Hark’s thoughts must be aligned with mine because that grim look of his turns scary. But Green tips here is either too drunk to notice or doesn’t care. She plants a big kiss on his cheek unbothered by the fact I’m by his side and his arm is in a sling.
I’m practically a wallflower to her as she moves in and plasters herself to his side.
He grunts no doubt feeling the effects of his painkillers waning. It’s the only explanation I could work up on the ride here as to how he had enough juice to come to the city. And all the extracurricular activities. By now they have to be losing their effect.
“Hey, Dragon. I didn’t think you would make it tonight. Ares is looking for your sweet ass by the way. Want me to tell him you’re here, baby?”
Baby? There are a lot of names that fit this man. Arrogant bastard. Dead man walking and daddy. But baby? I want to laugh. Yeah, nothing in this world is more comical.
Does she not see the blood staining his shirt? It’s red on black, but still.
His mouth does that paper-thin pinch again like he wants to say something. His back goes rigid. “Ares can wait.” His voice is rough and loud. Strained. Did he talk to everyone like that?
“Excuse me.” I pry her off Hark.
“Oh, sorry, baby. Didn’t see you.”
Sure. “No harm.”
Now that I can get a clear picture of her, I remember the girl from Asylum. She’d been behind the bar on the second floor serving drinks right before hell arrived hot on my heels. The fear on her young face before she took cover and knowing I put her in harm’s way is the only reason I keep my mouth shut and only grin.
And the fact I rather talk than fight. Besides, Hark isn’t mine. I don’t think he ever was.
“Piper.” He says her name with the same amount of emotion I use to order coffee. “This is Asena.” I give a curt nod. I’m not here to make friends.
A chick wearing dental floss for a thong, red hair similar to mine, and nothing else struts by and grabs Piper. She slinks her arm around her waist and while holding my gaze sinks her tongue into her mouth.
I grin appreciating the show of affection and…opps. They mistake it for interest and turn sultry eyes on us.
“Wanna get a little kinky? Maybe take your mind off that shoulder?”
“Ask Casanova or Blaze, Kendra. Excuse me.” Hark presses a kiss to my forehead and pulls me in until his lips are against my ear. “Stay out of trouble. Only I touch that pussy. Remember our agreement.”
I mentally catalog my body’s reaction to his gruff words. The way they rake over me and lock a chain around my libido.
I try not to let heat hit my cheeks, but it’s hopeless.
I’m hopeless.
His possessive words turn me on.
Arrogant asshole. “We never agreed to anything,” I say and take Green Tips and the redhead’s offered hands and let them lead me to a bar backed up into a corner. It’s makeshift—just a long table on a raised platform and some bottles lining one side with various glasses on the other.
But there are stools and my feet are killing me so I’m game.
I grab one chair while the other two take the other, the one named Kendra pulling Piper onto her lap.
