Page 8 of Mad Boys


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Fuck. That.

I’d never met a girlmorein need of a keeper than her, and she was out there just shaking her ass for anyone who happened to be present? I dropped the phone back onto the charging pad, then pulled out and got back on the road.

Maybe I should have taken the I-5. I’d already be there. As it was, the sun was just going down when I got into town. I headed for the Bonaventure. Gibs always had rooms there and at one of the Marriott’s. They’d been in the studio most of the summer, so I wouldn’t have to share.

Once I’d checked in, I started looking up clubs. I could head out to her mother’s place in Beverly Hills. I knew where it was, but she could lock me out there. If Ace saw me coming, there was undoubtedly a seventy-five percent chance she’d head the other way and never look back.

No, I needed to track my siren down while she was out dancing. The idea of her out there dancing with the assholes who frequented clubs—no. All I needed to do was find out what club or clubs she’d picked.

Three days—well, three nights of haunting the latest clubs trending on all the too-hot-to-miss sites. Each night I’d come up empty-handed, so I stalked the gossip sites. Finally, it hit me that I was an idiot and I drove out to her mother’s place to stake it out.

The Beverly Hills mansion boasted those fancy gates. Wouldn’t keep me out on foot, but at least my Mercedes blended in just fine. I parked just before sunset and waited. My patience paid off in hour three when a car cruised up to the gates, parking just outside them.

I narrowed my eyes at the blonde, who climbed out and circled the car to wait. She appeared out of the shadows from between two trees, just coalescing like some creature of fantasy coming together.

My cock went hard as stone when I got a good look at the outfit she had on…or didn’t. A leather skirt hugged her ass and the tops of her thighs. I wasn’t even sure it covered her panties—and she better be fucking wearing panties in that. The top was more like a halter-bikini cupping her breasts and leaving everything else bare.

The vibrant blue of her hair was missing under a cap, and she wore a pair of knee-high boots that made me want to strip her out of everythingbutthem. The guy who was waiting straightened at her approach.

From this angle, it was hard to see his face, but I didn’t have to imagine the lust there. Fuck, lust was strangling my dick, and I wanted to punch this guy in his. He put a hand on the small of her back to usher her in the car.

She was letting him touch her. I flexed my hands on the steering wheel. I gave them a solid thirty seconds to pull away before I followed. It wasn’t long before we were in traffic, and I was free to stalk them.

Soon they were pulling up at a club and her guy handed his keys over to the valet before he took her arm and they strutted inside, past the line to get in.

Yeah. Money talked.

I checked my wallet and found more than enough cash. The valet were rushing to get my door after I pulled into the slot. One perk of the car, it more than said I belonged. I handed the guy a fifty and told him to keep it near the door.

Another guy opened the red rope for me without a second glance. Look like you belong and people got out of your way. Once I was in the club, it took me a moment to let my eyes adjust.

I scanned the lower level. The club had four of them. She could be on anyone, so I would have to take my time to find her. The hunger I had for a good look at her grew more ravenous with each passing moment.

I found her on the third floor, where the hard rock pulsed the speakers while letting the guitars cut loose and scream out their notes. The music throbbed through me as I cut out onto the floor. Hips swaying and arms up, she held me riveted as she moved.

The night we’d danced at the Halloween party had been a revelation. Of course, she had rhythm, but fuck me, watching her had nothing on holding her or feeling her writhe against me.

My erection grew stiffer, if possible. This was what I’d been missing all summer.

Ace.

The music changed to something a little more classic. Hands came up and began to clap in time to the beat. Oh fuck yeah, I liked this song. Fortunately, the walking dead man who brought her to the club was nowhere to be seen. It didn’t look like she was dancing with anyone.

Good. I could savor her before I had to deal with the fucker putting his hands on what didn’t belong to him. When I slid up behind her, I sucked in a deep breath ofher.

Cedar woods. Crisp snow. Just a touch of something citrus with the barest hint of cloves. It transported me back to the woods and the day I threw her in the pond. The fury in her eyes and the impudence had been even sexier than her defiance.

Fuck knew what possessed me to cut her damn bra off, but I’d wanted to see those tits. I wanted to seeher. No persona for armor or stage makeup. Goddamn if I hadn’t seen her.

Once would never be enough.

Her ass brushed my erection. A groan stole out of me as I dropped my hands to her bare arms. “Fuck, I’ve missed you, Ace.”

She jerked at the contact, but I pulled her right to me, hooking an arm around her waist to keep her back to my chest as I followed the hip-rolling booty shake she had going. It was going to drive me mad and I was all in for the damn trip.

When she tried to turn, I allowed it, dragging her up so we were chest to breast, and I drank in the sight of her under the pulsating lights. Sweat gleamed against her skin. The cosmetics were super light, but they definitely didn’t hide those stunning eyes of hers.

Even under the strobes of red, flashing purple, green, and blue, I wouldn’t mistake her eyes for anyone else. There was only one thing missing… I tugged off her cap and her cascade of blue hair appeared to my delight.

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