Page 51 of Once You're Mine


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“Thank you, but don’t deflect. I know you’re hung up on Mr. Choke-me-big-daddy Bennett, and I get it. He’s possibly the hottest guy I’ve ever seen. However,” she says, drawing out the word, “he hasn’t made a move.”

She’s right.

Even if I was the type of woman who could have sex without letting my feelings get involved, I can’t imagine someone like Hayden mixing business with pleasure. And I’m certainly in the former category after he wired ten-thousand dollars to my account. It makes me wonder if he’d be interested in me if I didn’t have the answers he’s looking for…

“Excuse me?”

Harper and I turn our heads toward the voice and find a waitress standing in front of our table. Her spiky dark hair and black eye-liner draw my gaze and she smiles at me.

“The gentleman over there,” she says, pointing to the man we were just discussing, “wants to buy you ladies a drink.”

I cover the opening of my glass with my palm. Harper’s brows snap together at my reaction and I inwardly cringe. One day I’ll explain my behavior to her, but not tonight.

“I’m good.”

The waitress slides her gaze to Harper. “And you?”

My friend looks at me, and I stiffen under her scrutiny, but then she grins. “We’re good, but please tell him ‘thanks.’”

The woman nods. “Have a good night and let me know if you need anything. I’m Kat.”

As soon as we’re alone, Harper shifts in her seat to face me. “What’s going on with you?”

“I don’t want to owe anyone or give him the impression that I’m interested.”

“But youareinterested.” My friend rolls her eyes, staring at the ceiling briefly. “You need to get your mind off of that lawyer and your ex. Try other flavors. Most men are stupid, but not all of them are idiots. At least, that’s what I keep telling myself.”

I bite the inside of my cheek, mulling over her words. “I could give him a shot, but I’m really having a good time with you. This is the best girls’ night I’ve ever had. I don’t want to ruin it with some guy who might turn out to be an asshole.”

“Fine, but we’re not leaving without his number. Okay?”

A sly smile works its way onto my mouth. “I’m not sure Mr. Bennett would appreciate me using the phone he gave me to hook up with some random guy in a club, but who cares? He shouldn’t have given it to me if he didn’t want me to use it.”

“That’s right.” When Harper raises her drink, I do the same. “To cell phones and booty calls,” she says.

I tap my glass to hers and take a long swallow. The vodka hits me again, making my veins feel like they’re filled with sugar and mischief. “Do you want to know something?” I ask.

“What?”

“I turned the phone off earlier because I was mad at Hayden for ordering me around like a fucking soldier in his army. But I forgot to turn it back on since Adam came in and threw me for a loop. A big fucking loop-de-loop.”

I giggle and Harper grins while shaking her head. “You’re feeling pretty good right now. Cursing like a sailor and everything. It’s nice to see you enjoy yourself and let loose. I should get you drunk more often.”

“I’m not drunk, but I am happy.” I give her a big smile, as if I have something to prove. But with Harper I don’t. She accepts me as is. “And I think you're the best friend I’ve ever had.”

“Ah, babe, right back at you.”

I’m in heaven. This night has turned out better than I imagined when I first walked in. Now, all I want to do is dance some more and forget about Hayden for as long as I can.

“Don’t look,” Harper says, “but the guy from the VIP is walking this way. And he’s bringing his hot friend.” When I swing my gaze to the left, my friend hisses at me. “God, you’re so obvious! At least get your cell phone out so you can get his number.”

“Okay.”

I swallow the nerves gathering in my throat and unzip my purse. After powering on the device, I stare at it to keep from looking at the mysterious guy heading in our direction. I still think he’s interested in Harper, but holding my phone gives me something to do.

The screen flares to life, illuminating the horror that has to be covering my face.

There are eighteen notifications.

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