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“Of course, you do,” I say, rolling my eyes.
She stands, moving towards me. “And maybe, if you play your cards right,” she laughs at her own pun, “I’ll let you pay for an exclusive room in a top hotel where you can,” she straddles me, taking my tie between her fingers, “taste every inch of me.”
I feel my cock stir to life again. “You hate romance,” I point out.
She rocks against me, and I close my eyes briefly, enjoying the feel of her heat pressed against me. “Who said anything about romance? A night out, no expense spared. I’ve never had that so . . .” She trails off and that look of sadness and confusion returns to her eyes. Maybe she didn’t mean to say that out loud.
“Never?” I repeat. “You’ve never been on a date?” She shakes her head. “But you’re what, thirty?”
She pushes herself up onto the table and places her feet either side of my thighs on the chair. “I’m not the kind of girl men date, Albert. We both know that.” She runs her fingers along her legs, inching her skirt up slightly. “Now, do you want to talk about the many failings of my love life, or do you want to make me come with your tongue?” She lies back, opening her legs.
“Definitely option two,” I mutter, burying my head between her thighs.
Rosey drinks the cherry sours in one go and places her glass on the bar before placing her mobile to her ear. “I’ll be right down,” she says, before disconnecting.
“I can take you,” I offer.
She shakes her head. “No offence, but that’s a bit weird. Before you know it, we’ll be sharing a toothbrush in your bathroom.”
I roll my eyes. “Hardly. Who’s coming to get you?”
“Archer.”
I stiffen. I don’t know why it bothers me, it just does, but I can’t show that, so I lead the way, saying, “I’ll walk you out.”
Before we step outside, I grab her hand and pull her behind a pillar. “That date,” I say, “let’s make it for tomorrow.”
“I have a job on,” she replies.
“With Archer?” I ask, unable to hide the annoyed tone of my voice.
She narrows her eyes. “Yes, obviously.”
“I thought you were stepping away from the jobs to spend time with Ollie.”
Her expression hardens and she pulls free. “Goodnight, Albert.”
“We’re going on the date, Red,” I yell after her. “I always pay up on my debts.”
Chapter Three
ROSEY
Watching Archer work is like watching a messy kid running around with paint. Only this isn’t paint, it’s blood . . . lots of blood. I wince as he hits a main artery and more crimson fluid sprays across the room.
I jump down off the bench I’d perched on. “I can’t take it anymore,” I announce, and he stops, looking over to me. “Why are you so messy?”
He shrugs. “I like blood.”
“Save your kinks for the bedroom, Arch. The less I know about that, the better.” I take the knife from him and examine it. “Has this ever been sharpened?”
“It gets the job done.”
I groan. “How the hell haven’t you been caught before?”
“Luck.”
“Your luck will run out if you don’t start listening to me.”
