Page 3 of Pursuing Hartley


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I’ll take everything from her, and I won’t stop until I have it.

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Salem Cove is booming. It looks rammed. I can’t even believe I agreed to come. Well, I didn’t text Hallow back. I decided about ten minutes ago and here I am.

Inhaling deeply, I push through the doors and the smell of pumpkin spice and vanilla fill my senses and my skin prickles in goosebumps.

I stand for a moment, my eyes skimming the room when I see Rune. My temper begins to rise but I have to push it down. Just for a moment because that’s when Hallow’s eyes land on mine.

“Brody!?” she calls out. I can hear the disbelief in her voice as she stands from their private booth.

“In the flesh,” I wink at her and close the gap between us, wrapping my arms around her and hugging her tightly. My eyes open and I see my threeexfriend’s eyes burning into mine and the only one that even seems to have any remorse on his face is Regan.

I let go of my baby sister and walk towards the booth, Lauren beams at me, waving, and Hex fucking glares at me as if I am the enemy.

“Take your fucking eyes off me mate, I’m not interested in your sister.” My brows knit and I shake my head from side to side.

“Step,” Lauren corrects me and my lips twitch.

“You bite too easily.”

I can feel their eyes on me, but I’m not giving them the satisfaction of even looking in their direction.

“I’m going to get a drink,” I give a slow nod and roll my lips as I turn and make my way to the bar.

I’m not alone long when Hallow bounds up next to me like a fucking excited puppy dog.

“Are you going to ignore myboyfriends?” she asks, batting her lashes at me in an innocent manner. She looks well, her eyes glistening, and I can see the happiness that is radiating from her like an infinite glow.

“They’re not your boyfriends.”

“The sooner you come to accept whatthisis, the better it’ll be for you.”

I shake my head from side to side but when I turn to face her, she is gone.

“What can I get ya?”

“Vodka tonic,” I mumble, slipping notes from my back pocket when I feel a set of eyes on me. And I know whose eyes they are.

The corner of my lip lifts and I have to sink my teeth into my bottom lip to stop my smile from spreading across my face like wildfire.

Hartley.

Taking my drink from the barman, I hand him my dollars and turn slowly, leaning against the bar. And that’s when I see her.

Long, thick, brown hair that sits in loose waves. Her dark brown eyes dancing back and forth with mine.

Her fucking curves make me hard instantly.

She is wearing black, leather high waisted jeans and a black lace corset and she looks incredible.

The blush creeps on my cheeks as I let my hungry eyes roam over her. And that’s when I see some chump slip his hand round her waist and I feel my jealousy soar. He leans down and whispers something in her ear. I see the fake smile that plays against her lips and the fake laugh that bubbles out of her, but her eyes stay on me the whole time.

I sip my drink slowly, all whilst trying to control the dirty thoughts that are plaguing me.

She steps aside from the prick that is standing next to her, giving him a smile then handing him her drink.

Wrong move Hartley.

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