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My shoes were not-quite-too high, with buckles and straps, diamonds and small spikes. There were totally unnecessary, but they made my legs look like they went on for fucking miles.
I did feel almost naked, but I also felt amazing. Free and fabulous. And, if that didn’t make me sexy, I didn’t know what would.
“Eyes are up here, Casanova,” I said to Apollo.
He spluttered and looked up at my eyes. “You look…”
I grinned at him and he smiled.
“Fuck me, Harlow. You trying to kill me?” he asked.
“Worried all your blood’s gonna rush south so fast your heart won’t have any left to pump?” Florence sassed.
Surprisingly, Apollo actually nodded. “Worried it’s already happened, actually.”
I snuck a look at Florence and we shared our surprise. But hers was also impressed; she might have hated Apollo, but she wasn’t above admitting when he got something right.
“All right,” she said. “Can you two get out, then? I’ve got my own date tonight and I’d rather you two didn’t see him.”
I smirked as I grabbed my coat and Apollo helped me into it. “Say hi to him for me. I’ll see you later.”
“Text when you’re on your way back so I can kick him out!” she called.
I waved as I took Apollo’s hand and we headed to the garage.
“You driving tonight?” I asked him.
Apollo shook his head. “Nope. Tonight is all about you and me and zero responsibility. Valk’s driving us.”
As I’d expected. Hence the dress. Which Valen didn’t see until we walked into the club when I pulled my coat off and casually threw it in his direction. He was forced to catch it so it didn’t hit the floor along with his jaw.
I looked back at him and gave him a wink, feeling way more calm and confident than I ever remembered feeling. Me of a few months earlier wouldn’t have been so brazen, wouldn’t have called so much attention to myself. This was hardly sweet demure behaviour. And I fucking loved it.
Valen was a good little guard-slash-chauffeur. He spent the night at the bar, nursing a series of clear liquids I hoped were alcohol-free. But, given the scowl he wore while he watched Apollo and me, I wouldn’t have been surprised if one or two weren’t. He’d be driving us back and he took that seriously, so he would restrict his alcohol intake.
The same could not be said for Apollo or me.
We did shots. We cracked jokes. We laughed.
And we danced.
Oh, how we danced.
Apollo’s arms were tight around me and mine around him. There was most certainly no room for the holy spirit between us. There wasn’t a single millimetre between us. I could feel how hard Apollo was for me as we practically dry humped along with all the other bodies on the dancefloor.
There was a small, sub-conscious part of me that, knowing Valen was jealous, worried that was the only reason I was doing it. But, then I realised that I had spent very little time in Apollo’s arms thinking about Valen at all.
As Apollo’s hands slid over my body, all I thought about was him and us and that moment. As our bodies rubbed together, there was no concern about propriety or appearances, we were just us. With his forehead bowed to mine and that mischievous half-smirk on his gorgeous face, all I felt was him. I wondered what it would be like to kiss him now. I wanted to know what it would be like to kiss him now.
As though he could read my mind, Apollo’s lips inched closer and my heart thudded in my chest. But it was a good thud. A warm thud. Anticipation, but not nervous. My first instinct wasn’t to push him away. In some recessed, narrative corner of my brain, I figured that was a good thing.
But, just before his lips touched mine, he growled, pushed me out of the way, and walked out. I saw Valen by the bar watching us carefully. At the sight of Apollo leaving so purposefully, I saw him frown and quickly follow after his God. I had no choice but to follow as well, stopping for the shortest amount of time to get my coat from the check, but I didn’t put it on.
By the time I got outside, Apollo was at the car and they were clearly arguing. Valen looked about ready to smack Apollo.
“What about her?” he snapped.
Apollo shrugged. “Fucking fine! You take her back, then. I’ll get a car later.”
