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“Yeah, I’ve never heard that line, like ever…” I reply and can’t hold back my eye roll.
Please, God, let him be better at sex than he is at talking.
“Well, Lucy, how about we just drop the pretences and get out of here.” He throws a thumb over his shoulder and gestures to the door.
I tilt my head and inspect him. He’s hot, like I’d love to spend my time exploring his body with my tongue kind of hot. And he has big hands, hands I can almost imagine him running all over every inch of me.
“I think it would be a shame to waste a whiskey and Coke. But after this, we can disappear into the back and exchange… numbers,” I reply with a smirk.
“Okay, well, here’s to exchanging numbers.” He holds up his beer and clinks it with my glass. When he places his drink back on the counter, his hand lands on my bare thigh and his thumb rubs small circles, causing goose bumps to erupt along the surface.
Has it really been so long since I’ve been touched that just a little stroke is enough to set me on fire?
My phone vibrates on the bar top and I pick it up, thinking Shar is messaging me, until I check the screen and find a text from an unknown number.
Unknown:
Tell him to remove his hand before I come over there and remove it for him. Permanently.
I glance up at Zander and then around the room. I can’t see anyone who appears to be looking at us. I don’t know what comes over me as I type out a reply.
Me:
Nope, I like his hand just where it is. If anything, I’m going to tell him to move it higher.
Not expecting a response, because surely whoever it is has the wrong number, I almost jump when the phone in my hand rings. It’s an unknown number again. I hit the button on the side to silence the call. My mystery caller can figure out that they’ve got the wrong number on their own. I set my phone down on the bar.
“Important?” Zander asks, his brows raising with the question.
“Wrong number,” I tell him before leaning in closer. I’m about to run a hand through his hair when the vibration of the phone dancing across the counter gets my attention again. I pick it up and read the message.
Unknown:
Unless you want a bloodbath to erupt in this bar, stand up and walk away now. Go home, Lucy.
My brows furrow as I scan the interior for a second time. There’s no one here I recognize, except for Shar, who hasn’t moved since I left her waiting for me at our table.
FIVE
I’m seconds away from tearing this whole fucking bar apart. I have no doubt my cousin would enjoy helping me too.
“Okay, before you go and hulk out and shit, who is she?” Bree asks me.
When my phone alerted me that Lucy’s GPS was active, I watched the map as she drove to her friend’s house. Then I received another alert when she started driving, stopping at a well-known uni bar in the city.
“No one,” I tell Bree without taking my eyes off Lucy.
“No one, huh? Then why do you look like you want to murder the kid touching her?”
“How do you think your dad would feel about setting up a ranch down here in Melbourne? The area could use more pig farmers,” I ask instead of answering the question.
Bree laughs. It’s a well-known joke in the family. Except it’s not a joke at all. Uncle Josh will and has disposed of bodies with the help of his pigs.
“Maybe. Or here’s a thought, Dom, you could just go and talk to her yourself,” Bree suggests with a shrug of her shoulders.
I look at her like she’s grown two heads. Because, well, the idea of me approaching Lucy and just talking to her is absurd. Besides, beating the shit out of anyone who touches my busy little bee is way more fun. “I have no idea who you’re talking about. We’re here having a drink, catching up. It’s what people do,” I counter.
“Uh-huh, sure, that’s why you dragged me out of Unhinged, then forced me to come to this dive bar and have a drink when we had access to a fully stocked club with top-shelf liquor.”
