Page 26 of Ares


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Even though it shouldn’t.

“I can help you with a lot of things. Just not that.”

I picture his big hands roaming my body, and a wave of heat sweeps over me.

“I bet you could.”

His eyes flare, and the air crackles between us.

I get the feeling he doesn’t want to be here, but he can’t help himself. And that excites me further.

“You’re a good dancer,” he says. “Every man here couldn’t take his eyes off you.”

“Including you?”

His jaw works heavily. “Including me.”

He’s losing whatever battle he’s fighting in his head, and it’s a turn-on.

“I liked you watching me. Is that bad?”

“Yes,” he rasps.

My pulse picks up.

“Why?”

I lick my lips, and his gaze drops to them.

“Because you shouldn’t want that.”

“I shouldn’t want chocolate either, but I still do.”

His dark hooded eyes don’t blink. “I’m not as harmless as chocolate.”

I give him a wicked smile. “Neither am I.”

He opens his mouth but then shuts it again.

“Well, I should go shower.” I bite my lower lip, and a look of hunger crosses his face. “I guess I’ll see you around.”

His voice is thick. “I guess so.”

Our eyes remain locked, and neither of us moves.

But then Layla’s routine finishes, and the “Six Days” remix by DJ Shadow and Mos Def blasts into the club and breaks the spell.

I smile softly. “See you later, Thor.”

I walk away without a backward glance, but I can feel the heat of his scorching gaze heat my skin, and there is an enormous part of me that wants him to throw me over his shoulder and drag me into whatever dark and depraved cave he climbed out of and do unspeakable things to me.

Thankfully, I come to my senses back in the dressing room, where I shower and change into a pair of cut-off shorts and a tank top before pulling my hair into a ponytail. Gathering up my belongings, I pause to look at the photograph in my purse.

I won’t forget, I say, brushing my thumb over the crumpled picture.

Shoving it back inside my purse, I leave the club and exit through the back door and out to the car park.

But on the steps, I come to a halt.

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