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The bouncers nodded at Sebastian, clearly recognizing him, and let us in without IDs.

I grimaced at the volume in the club as the music pounded through the room. The place was much smaller than the vampire club, but there were still too many people for my taste.

Bash lowered his face toward mine. “Don’t let any men touch you, if you want to make it through the night without any fighting.”

“Does that include you?”

His lips curved upward the tiniest bit. “If you’re smart, it does.”

I made a face at him, and he caught my bottom lip, catching me off guard at the same time. His thumb dragged slowly over the sensitive skin.

Someone bumped into us, snapping him out of the moment, and he jerked away quickly.

“Your friends are at the bar. Stay with them until I’m done feeding.” His command was loud, but I didn’t bother asking why.

The potential mate bond was why.

seven

BRYNN

Tatum and Mileswaved me down from the far end of the bar. I could see the curiosity on their faces, and Bash’s brothers’ too, from where they were.

Shit.

His back had been to them, so I hoped they hadn’t seen anything.

I did still plan on coming clean to them…

I just wasn’t ready yet.

“You look hot!” Tatum called, throwing an arm around me for a quick hug.

“Which men are you here to slay?” Miles teased me. She was so much more laid-back since she’d mated with Zander, it was unreal.

I wanted that for myself, too, even though it seemed like an impossibility.

“Whichever ones like tall, curvy blondes!” I exclaimed, taking the stool they’d saved for me.

“All the smart ones, then,” the bartender said, grinning at me.

Apparently he’d overheard the conversation.

Whoops.

He was gorgeous, though, with olive skin and long, dark hair tied up in a messy bun. I was probably a little taller than him, but he’d just announced that he didn’t care.

“Does that include you?” I teased, leaning over the bar a little.

“Of course it does.” He winked. “What can I get you?”

“Just water for now. Thanks.” I reached forward to brush my hand over his, but remembered Bash’s warning, and pulled back. He caught my hand anyway, lifting it to his lips and brushing a kiss to the back of it before he headed off.

“Well, that was cute,” Tatum said playfully.

“What did Bash say to you back there?” Rafael asked, his voice curious.

I rolled my eyes. “He’s stepped firmly into August’s overprotective role. Guess keeping you guys out of prison is worth another year of my freedom to him.”

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