Page 10 of The Incubus Curse


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My heart stopped. “Wait, our big clients that were meeting tomorrow arehere?”

Why on earth did they think getting drunk with our largest clients was even remotely a wise idea? All it took was one too many drinks or a faulty-phrased sentence to sever our relationship with them. Was I the only one in the company sane enough to know when something was abadidea?

I, too, frantically began to scan the room in search of them, not with the same enthusiasm as Lacy but with fear. I was dressed too inappropriately for a work introduction. Howwould they ever take me seriously dressed like this? Or Lacy, for that matter, dressed like an overpriced stripper with her cleavage all but spilling out of her shirt.

“Yeah, didn’t we tell you that? They’re over there!” Mr. Thomas waved to the back corner, cautioned off with red velvet ropes and large bouncers with massive muscles bulging out of their arms as if they were bodybuilders. The veins on their arms were more prominent than the single vein that pulsated on my forehead.

Lacy nudged me slightly. “I’m pretty sure I told Tina we were meeting the Ellisario’s. Surprised she didn’t tell you.”

“Are you guys ready to meet them?” Mr. Thomas was overly zealous, straightening his suit and combing back his pathetic excuse of hair with his stubby fingers.

Lacy skipped to his side in excitement while I stumbled behind, unsure of the whole thing and profoundly regretting that I allowed myself to take a shot of tequila before meeting them.

“I am sober. I am sober.” I replayed it in my mind repetitively, hoping it might help.

I tried to center myself on the lights, looking at them as if they would ground me as the room spun momentarily.

Mr. Thomas waved to a group of people and gestured for the bouncer to let him by, though I couldn’t see what they looked like as the room spun again. I put my hand over my forehead, wiping the thin layer of sweat from my brow, and took a deep breath.

The bouncers didn’t seem to question Mr. Thomas as the red rope dropped to its side and we walked through. I felt my eyes widen in disbelief when they met the glowing blue orbs of whom I could only assume was theEllisario’s.

Well, either that or they were Greek Gods incarnate.

Standing before me was the most attractive family I had ever seen, and I was beginning to see what the hype was about.

The mother was tall and thin. Her elongated legs seemed to stretch for miles and glimmered as if her skin sparkled. Her hair was long and golden, pinned back elegantly with a golden clasp. Her face showed no wrinkles even though she was supposed to be forty. She probably looked five years older than me, which stunned me.

She reached out her hand, her big five-carat diamond ring flaunting her perfect complexion and life.

“It’s a pleasure to meet with you all.” She batted her lashes, her eyes flashing an icy blue as she shook our hands. Lacy squealed beside me. “My name is Eleanor, and this is my loving husband here.” Her voice was naturally elegant, each syllable rolling off her tongue so smoothly it was almost calming.

Mr. Thomas was naturally creepy, but evenIhad never seen him this infatuated. He practically drooled at everything she said, as if his breath hung onto each word.

The husband smiled kindly to us, his teeth white and perfect as if I could have expected anything less. I had to stop the butterflies from circling my stomach, running laps as if on a track. His eyes were blue and warm as if you couldn’t help but melt under his gaze. It reminded me of a constellation, the way it glimmered like stars in a sea of milky blue.

“My name is Stephan.” He said, raking his fingers through his ash blonde locks that shagged neatly over his eyes. He, too, only appeared to be in his late twenties. He must have been older, given his son’s age, who stood tightly behind them.

He was handsome byallmeans and was a perfect replica of his father as they stood side by side, resting around the sametowering height.

As I said, GreekGodsincarnate.

“I’m Oliver.” He said eloquently, reaching his hand out toward us.

I was almost afraid to take his hand, which felt soft yet rugged. It made my mind sink to places I knew they shouldn’t have. I tried my best to shake his desirable smile from my mind.

“I’m afraid our daughter won’t be joining us tonight. However, our youngest is somewhere here. I’m sure we’ll find-” Eleanor started and then stopped as yet another blonde beauty stepped into the limelight of the club.

“Speak of the devil.” Her eyes smiled as he came into view, and I felt my stomach drop instantly.

I watched as his devilishly bright blue eyes met my own and realized he was the man who had tried to get me to go home with him just minutes ago. That was when I began to panic as I realized how badly I might have messed this up. Though, it made more sense why he was such an arrogant prick now. He probably never had to work hard for anything in his embellished life, including getting girls to go home with him.

I wasn’t sure which was worse. That he thought me dumb enough to fall for his pathetic excuse of an attempt to hit on me, or that I now had to playnice.

“This is our son, Dustin.” Eleanor introduced him, and he made his rounds of handshakes, stopping when he got to me.

“And your name is?” He taunted as he gave me this sly sort of look.

His brow lifted as he looked me up and down. I made sure to shimmy my dress up so that he couldn’tsee down it from his height.

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