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Odd how she says it--the words are true, but they're spoken like we're old friends.
"I've never seen you tend bar before," I murmur.
She gives me a lazy half-smile. "I have the night off. And I didn't realize you'd noticed. If I'm remembering correctly, I don't even know your name...and I'mgoodwith names."
The way she says it makes me feel like...fuck, like her lips are on me. I shudder slightly as she leans ever closer, her knuckles grazing mine. "It's Gunnar," I say. "Gunnar Finch."
Her eyes dart to my tattoo. "You're not Eclipse. What the hell is an Angel like you doing here?"
"I have business here."
"The kind you can't talk about?"
I laugh. "You could say that."
Her lips quirk up into a knowing smile. "I won't press. So, what can I get for you, Gunnar Finch?"
"Water," I say, feeling a little embarrassed. "I'm on duty tonight."
She nods and pours me a glass, her fingers brushing mine again as she does. "Anything else I can do for you?"
I know what she's offering, subtly. And fuck, it's tempting. But I can't afford to get sidetracked. Maybe once the night is offer, when we've offloaded all our product and I've got a pocket full of cash...thenI might take her up on what she has to offer.
I take a sip of water to clear my head. "Actually, do you know if anyone here is looking to buy some Glitter?"
Fuck, I'm a dumbass. Rook and Luka would kill me if they knew I was airing our dirty laundry like this. But something about her just feels right--like I can trust her.
She raises an eyebrow. "You're not a dealer, are you?"
I shake my head. "No, not me. But my associate is. And we figured there might be a market here."
She leans in closer, her voice low. "I might know someone. But you didn't hear it from me."
I nod, grateful for the lead. "I appreciate it. Can you give me any more information?"
She glances around the club before leaning in even closer, her breath hot against my ear. "There's a private room upstairs. Only the big spenders get in."
"Okay...yeah, I know it," I say. I've only been up there once, but I want so badly to impress her that I try to make it seem like I'm there all the time. "If you go up there and look for a guy named Victor, he might be interested. He bought the company of three girls tonight and I wouldn't be surprised if they all could go for some Glitter."
"Thanks," I say, feeling a surge of adrenaline. "I owe you one."
She winks at me, then tilts her head. She's got a whole bottle of vodka in her hand, and I wonder if she's taking a little party of her own elsewhere.
"Well, I've gotta run," she says. "But it was nice to finally meet you for real, Gunnar Finch."
"And you," I say with a goofy smile. "But--wait a second!"
She pauses.
"What's your name?" I ask.
She bites her lip. "Around here, they call me Stargazer," she says. "But before I came to Dreamland, I was Aisling."
"Aisling," I repeat, her name like a song on my lips. "It's...reallyfucking nice to meet you, Aisling."
She puts her finger to her lips. "Keep it hush hush," she says. "See you around."
I watch as she saunters off, her hips swaying with every step. Damn, she's sexy as hell. And the way she carries herself...confident, but with a hint of vulnerability. It's intoxicating.
