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I mean, she has every right but, fuck. Considering we haven't been with any other women since her, I kind of assumed it was mutual. Guess I'm as self-involved as Renz after all.
Unable to watch the fuckwad air-hump my girl any longer, I take one last, mournful look at Violet before spinning on my heel and heading back toward the front of the club. Halfway there, I'm so lost in my irritated and regretful thoughts that I don't take note of my surroundings until I crash into a hard body. A hand quickly squeezes my mostly full-mast cock, bringing me fully into the here and now.
"Is this for me?" Zac whispers. His eyes subtly dart around, making sure no one can where his hand is. I've got a few inches on him height-wise, but he has no problem saying all sorts of shit in my ear that generally has me panting and on my knees for him. Right now, though, there isn't a damn soul on this planet I want to touch my cock until the scene I just saw is no longer burning behind my retinas.
Shaking my head, I push his hand away. I don't miss the hurt that flits through his eyes at the silent rejection due to years of suppressed emotions where each other is concerned. Sighing, I grab his still outstretched hand, giving it a subtle squeeze before turning back toward Violet. They need to see; they need to know.
"What? What's wrong, Eli?" he asks, more than likely confused by my odd behavior. Fuck it, he'll get it in a second.
"Where are we going?" Renz barks, no doubt trailing right behind Zac as I figured he'd be.
I say nothing, just weave our way back to the dancefloor below the elevated platform the rest of the club sits on. The floor has cleared out a bit now that the music has switched to a faster-paced electronic song instead of the sensual beats from earlier. It gives us a prime vantage point to see Violet, still dancing her heart out.
MOVE FOR ME: GTA: KASKADE
My chest squeezes as anger fills me at the sight. Her sister is nowhere to be seen. No, now, instead of one Guido, she's dancing with two. The guy from earlier is still grinding on her perfect ass and another, taller one, is practically fucking her from the front. Dragging my eyes away because I have honestly seen enough, I look at my two best friends and for a second, I'm fucking tickled at the sight.
Zac, who tries desperately to contain all his emotions at all times, looks like he wants to puke. His tan skin is a tiny bit paler than usual and his honey-brown eyes are almost black in the dim light of the club. Renz isn't fairing any better. I may want to get drunk to wash this whole night from my memory and Zac may vomit everywhere, but Renz looks like he's seconds from pulling his Glock out and killing both men on the spot.
With his brows furrowed tightly in anger, jaw ticking uncontrollably, fists flexing at his sides, he looks every bit at the Mafia God he was born to be. Renz was made to be a killer, trained for it from the time he was old enough to hold a weapon. Isaac and I, not so much, but there is not a damn thing we wouldn't do for each other and that includes taking a life. As much as it pleases me to see these two just as bothered by the sight of Violet letting those idiots grind all over her as I am, I'm not ready to go down for cold-blooded murder in our very public club.
"See boys? I don't think our presence is required any longer, do you?" I grunt, waving a hand out at the dance floor as if to further drive my point home. I don't want to fucking talk to her right now, let alone threaten her to fuck off out ofAlchemist.It was unnecessary before and it's sure as hell unnecessary now.
Renz grinds his teeth while glaring at the three of them still going at it before turning and pushing his way toward the exit. Zac swallows thickly, nods once, and follows Renz.Okay, apparently, we aren't going to talk about it.
I give one last lingering stare in Violet's direction, hoping with everything inside me that she will just look up once,just see me. Maybe Renz was right; maybe she came here for us. Maybe this was all just a ploy to grab our attention. But the longer I wait, the more I know that's not true.
Sighing, I shake my head and follow the guys out, only allowing myself to glance in her direction once. Still nothing. Night thoroughly fucking ruined.
CHAPTER FIVE
Asmall,coolhandtouches my shoulder, pulling me out of my sweaty performance.
"They're gone," my sister shouts, tipping her head toward the front of the club.
Oh, thank God.Shaking off the four meaty paws that have been basically molesting me for the last twenty minutes, I pushTall & Tanback with a hand to his chest and an irritated look before spinning and shovingSweaty Slothas far away as possible. The way he clung to my back like he was trying to claw his way into my body makes me want to both retch and shower simultaneously.
"Fuck off, dweebs," I cry out before grabbing Lily's hand and stomping back to the bar. "I need two glasses of water, some hand sanitizer and to get the hell out of this place, STAT."
Lily's laughter barely reaches me through the thick, rowdy crowd. I haven't looked at my phone in a while, but I'm guessing it's well past one in the morning. A group of drunken idiots bump into us, only further solidifying my assumption. Yeah, it's way past my bedtime. I'm too damn old to be at a bar with hammered college students anymore.
We make it back to the bar and sadly, Nova is nowhere to be found. Lily waves over the bartender, a leggy blonde in a black crop top, plaid pleated mini skirt, white knee-high socks, and black platform Mary Janes. She looks like a sexy stripper schoolgirl and every bit the high-end bartender she is. She gives me a cocky but somehow still kind grin as I unabashedly check her out.
"What can I get y'all?" she asks with the cutest southern twang I have ever heard in my life. Oh, my goodness, her hotness level just went up a few pegs. I smile widely at her and she winks in response. Suddenly, I'm hit with the annoying thought of wondering whether the guys fucked her. I mean, if I was them, I totally would and that realization pisses me off for some stupid reason.
"Just two water bottles and our bill, please!" I say, giving her our information so she can close out tonight's tab. She gives me a stunning smile before hustling away. A wave of exhaustion, both physical and mental, settles over me. The need to get home and shower a few times then pass out, forgetting this night ever happened hits me hard.
Looking over, I see Lily ordering a car from her rideshare app before she switches the screen to a text from Remi. It's a photo and I immediately look away, not wanting to see naked pictures of my sister-in-law and possibly sister, but Lily has other ideas as she shoves the phone in my face.
"Loooook!" she whines. I glare at her and push the phone back a little so I can actually see it instead of being blinded by the bright ass screen. It's a photo of a very asleep and drooling Benji curled up as he hugs Remi's super preggo belly.
A pang of longing hits me fast and hard, washing away all the jealous thoughts I was just consumed with. Will I ever have that? Not the pregnant wife, of course, but a family? Kids? A husband to take photos of me curled up with our baby? I swallow against the random emotions ricocheting through me tonight.
Jesus, get a grip, Violet.
Smiling, I hand the phone back to Lily just as the bartender returns with our drinks and the bill. I quickly sign the tab, leaving her a large tip before pulling out extra cash with instructions to give it to Nova. If I had a business card, I'd leave it for her. I don't have many friends in the city, and though she's a little odd, I really liked her and it's super unlikely I will be running into her again.
Lily and I grab our water and head outside to wait for the car, which is supposedly two minutes out. As I walk through the throngs of people, I take inThe Alchemistand its beauty, committing it to memory. The last time we were here, I had no idea what I was walking into and the night that I had was completely unexpected in the best ways. After tonight and the close call I had with the three men who still plague my dreams, though, I doubt I'll ever be back.
