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“I need you to do exactly what I say tonight, Jamie.” Not what I was expecting, and I’ll admit it’s pissed me off a little. “It’s important, and no, not because it’s my job, but because you are important.” This time it’s him who steps forward, and my anger at him dissipates a little. “Important to me.” He reaches out a hand, cupping my face as his thumb brushes over my bottom lip, and my eyes close at the tender touch. “I don’t want you getting hurt. I can’t let you. Just promise me you’ll do as I ask. Promise me.”
I open my eyes and look up at him, and I see how much he needs this, so I give it to him. I slip my hands up the ridges of his abs, it would be shameful not to touch him, as I say, “I promise not to do anything stupid. I promise to listen to you. And I promise that nothing will happen to me or you.” His eyes study me before he leans in for a quick, tender kiss, that quickly turns molten as my fingers dig into his flesh. Fucking hell, I’m done. Before it can go too far, he pulls back, and I’m left gasping for breath.
“Later. We will finish this later. That’s a fucking promise.” His voice is rough, strained and dripping with arousal. “We need to finish getting ready, the car will be here in an hour,” he says, adjusting himself as he steps back to the bed and picks up his tie off the bed.
“Car?” I say, sitting down at my dressing table to do my hair and makeup.
“Yeah, I arranged for a car, and Jay is going to meet us there as he’s closer.”
I brazenly watch as he does the buttons on his shirt up before collecting his wallet and phone, then walking towards me and kissing me on the head.
“I need to make a call and check the equipment. I’ll wait for you downstairs.” I nod and watch, drooling, as he walks from the room.
I step into the lounge fifty minutes later and watch in amusement as Seb’s eyes nearly pop out of his head when he sees me.
“Fuck me sideways!” he exclaims as I saunter towards him, lifting a hand beneath his chin to close his mouth as I pass him. I hear a groan and Seb muttering under his breath as he catches sight of the back of my dress, or lack thereof.
It’s a tight fitting, beaded black dress that finishes mid-thigh with an open back that drops low, finishing just above the top of my arse.
“Are you trying to kill me?” he asks, and I laugh at the affect I’m having on him.
I pick up the earrings, quickly but carefully, putting them in as a horn blares outside. I go to grab my phone from the charger in the kitchen, but Seb calls out to leave it behind. I don’t like the idea of having no phone, but I promised to do as he asked, so I leave it on the counter.
When I question him about the whole phone thing in the car, Seb tells me no phones are allowed on the VIP floor tonight, and if you have one, you have to leave it at the door. Seb didn’t bring his either, but Dean gave him and Jay burners to use just in case.
Tempest looks entirely different as we pull up with its draped awning lit up with fairy lights, but instead of a red carpet, they have a black one. How very fucking ironic.
The driver stops directly outside the covered entrance, jumping out to open the door for us to step out.
“Have a good evening, Mr Roberts, and I will be waiting for you,” the driver tells Seb as we step away.
“That was a little cryptic,” I say as I slip my arm in Seb’s, and he leads me up the walkway without replying.
As we approach, the doors are opened, and I spot Jay looking dapper in his suit.
“Wow. You look sexy as hell, Jamie,” he says, as we reach him, and I ignore the growling beast beside me.
“You don’t look so damn bad yourself, Jay—son.” Shit. Seb squeezes my arm reassuring me as Jay steps forward, dropping a kiss on my cheek.
“You got this,” he whispers with a wink.
I didn’t realise how fucking nervous I would be, but I slap on my mask. The one that says I don’t give a fuck and have been wearing for years, until recently that is.
We are scanned and cleared, thank fuck, by the four burly doormen, and anyone with a phone deposits it with the scantily clad female who I met on my first night with Jasper. Thankfully, as I don’t have a phone, she doesn’t take much notice of me while the boys deposit theirs.
Inside, we find a booth, in fact it’s the same one Seb used the night of Dana’s birthday, and before Jay goes to grab us some drinks, we activate the bugs. Once I’m settled, I let my eyes drift casually around the room.
There are only a handful of women here, which doesn’t surprise me given what goes on at these events. I begin to feel a little disgusted at being here to witness it, but I just keep reminding myself of why.
Movement draws me away from the room as Jay places our drinks on the table and drops down in the seat beside Seb. He leans over to whisper in Seb’s ear, and whatever he says has Seb frowning and cursing.
“What’s going on?” But before anyone can answer, a couple approach our table. With the dim lighting, it takes me a minute to realise who the man is, and I jump from my seat to greet him.
“Marcus,” I shout, throwing my arms around him. As I release him, a voice beside me has every hair on my body standing to attention.
“Hey, Seb,” she purrs, and the sickly sweetness of it makes me want to throw up.
I step away from Marcus as Seb’s hand latches onto mine, and I realise he’s standing right behind me with tension pouring off him. I’m not sure who it’s aimed at more, Marcus or Vicki.
