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Colin looks confused at the sudden change in conversation.
“Colin, this is my friend, Everett. Everett, this is Colin. Colin is a Sheriff's Deputy.”
Everett reluctantly shakes his hand with an arched brow and downturned mouth as he takes in Colin's uniform.
"Nice to meet you." Colin smiles warmly and accepts the handshake.
I feel the change in the atmosphere, feeling his presence before seeing him.
My attention snaps to the door where James stands, glowering through the crowd of people until our eyes meet.
Fuck.
The no-fun police are here, and he looks pissed.
His intense stare sends electricity sparking across my skin, and I find myself clenching my thighs together. I don't dare break away first from our locked gaze; all my anger towards him hasn't dissipated yet despite the current tension between us. He pours energy into every step as he strides through the room, and I shudder beneath his seething stare.
My veins course with molten rage, yet something else is simmering beneath the surface; a heat radiates between us, making my thighs quiver ever so slightly.
I quickly avert my gaze as I feel myself beginning to melt under the weight of his anger.
“Hey Colin, I want to dance. Come with me?” I slam my glass on the bar top and grab him by the arm. Not giving Colin a chance to protest, I yank him towards the dancefloor while surreptitiously stealing a glance behind me; James has reached Everett now, who holds his hands up defensively in apparent capitulation. Guilt boils inside me, but no longer caring about making amends later, I instead focus on blowing off some steam as I dance with my ex under James' watchful eye.
Obsessedby Zandros and Limi’s thunderous beats filled the bar. I clutched tightly onto Colin’s hand as we moved through throngs of people, my skin tingling with anticipation.
My head swam, but my body was loose and warm.
A fire ignited within me.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and swayed to the captivating music with wild abandon.
His hands explored my curves hungrily, and I pressed my forehead against his chin.
I could feel his hard arousal against my thigh, inciting an uncontrollable urge that begged to be met.
He groaned into my ear, “What are you doing to me, baby girl?”
A shiver runs down my spine at the familiarity of his words, reminding me of how it felt when we were together. I want him more than ever; I feel drawn to him like a magnet, needing this reunion just as much as he does. I close my eyes and stand on my toes, pressing my lips urgently to his. He takes over with a passionate intensity, probing deep into the depths of me with his tongue.
At that moment, I forget what happened with James—the raw pain of rejection slipping away with every kiss Colin plants on my lips. The warmth from his body wraps around me like an old blanket, and I drink in the sweetness of our reunion—memories of us together flooding back with each caress. For tonight there will be no pressure, no expectations—just an easy connection between two lost souls.
EIGHTEEN
JAMES
My fists clench as I watch Ava slowly back away from me with another man in tow. His eyes cling to her body like a leech while her hips swing sensually as she leads him to the dance floor.
Rage rips through me as his hands roam over her body, cupping her ass and pulling her hard against him. This was all my fault for not being there when she needed me.
"What happened, Everett?" I seethe, ready to strangle the life out of him.
He throws his hands up in defense. "We just finished closing up her shop, so we decided to get a drink--but then she wouldn't leave!" He shakes his head in frustration.
"So, you just let her do whatever she wants?" I furiously grab him by the shirt, my knuckles turning white with anger. "It's our job to make sure she's safe!"
Everett's face blinks in fear as he steps back from me. "James, come on! You know how stubborn she can be. What was I supposed to do? Carry her out slung over my shoulder like a sack of potatoes?"
My grip loosens at his words, and I take a deep breath, slowly releasing my hold on him. Shame courses through me for putting my hands on Everett like that--it was completely uncalled for.
