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My body started to warm with the effects of the alcohol, and my hips swayed with the music as I decided to ignore the hell out of Axel and just do my damn job.
ELEVEN
As soon asthe rest of me started to sway with my hips, Axel stormed over to Iris.
I considered hurrying after him, to see what he was going to ask her, but my drunk self decided not to worry about it.
She’d tell him what she felt like she needed to tell him, and that was that.
Not a damn thing I could do about it.
I was good to roll with the punches, though.
Peachy, with a capital—
My hand caught fire.
I halted where I was and stared at it.
Then stared some more.
Was I doing that on purpose?
…no, I didn’t think so.
“Are you good?” my boss asked me.
“I don’t know,” I whispered, still staring too hard at the flames.
“Give her another drink,” Axel growled, striding right behind the bar as if he owned the damn place. His shirt went over his head, and his muscular abdomen made me drool. “Iris told me how to get her out of here. If she’s drunk enough, she won’t be able to catch this place on fire.”
“No problem.” My boss didn’t bat an eye.
I still couldn’t get my eyes off of Axel’s abs.
My boss poured two shaker bottles into a huge glass, filling it nearly to the brim before he handed it to Axel with a warning of, “Don’t fuck this up. You only get one chance to work things through with your mate. Piss her off enough, and you’ll regret it for the rest of your life.”
Axel took the glass, his jaw clenched as he turned toward me. “Morgan, I need you to drink this.”
My drunk self made a pouty face. My hand was definitely still on fire, too. “No cute nickname? I thought we weremates, Wolf Man.”
His eyes burned into me. “You want a cute nickname?”
I shrugged my shoulders, turning away from him.
He caught me by the belt loop.
I shot a pouty look at Iris, whose expression was guilty. “You told him the damn loophole, too?”
“Sorry,” she apologized, her voice too quiet to hear over the sound of the music. I read the word on her lips, though.
If Axel didn’t touch my bare skin, he wouldn’t catch me on fire. Anywhere clothed was fair game.
The bar was still packed, but the place had gone silent, outside of the music. That was still bangin’, so my hips were still swaying.
Axel spun me around with a tug to my belt loop. His intense gaze met my buzzed one. “Mo, what do I have to do to get you to drink this?”
I scowled at him. “Mo? I amnota man.”
