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I wasn’t so sure. “What makes you think that?”
“She’s got that worldly vibe like you.”
I laughed. “I have a worldly vibe?”
He seemed concerned that I’d taken offense. “I don’t mean you’re a sophisticated snob or anything, far from it.”
I’d always prided myself on being down to earth. That was all Pops. He’d made sure I didn’t think too highly of myself given my identity. I was a reincarnated goddess, sure,but I still had to do my chores and finish my homework on time. Humble pie was a regular item on the menu, and he was willing to serve it all day every day.
The tattooed woman threaded her way through the tangle of bodies until she reached us. She tucked a loose strand of lustrous brown hair behind her ear.
“That was a more harrowing experience than I anticipated,” she said. “I need another drink.”
Officer Leo grinned. “That can be easily arranged. Addison Gray, this is my friend Lorelei Clay.” He brightened. “Hey, your names rhyme.”
“Must be fate,” Addison said. She offered a hand, which I politely declined to shake.
“Sorry, my hands are sticky from the beer,” I lied. “I don’t want to gross you out.”
“I just shared a bathroom with a woman who preferred to keep her stall door open,” Addison said. “I can take it.”
There was no way I was touching this mysterious woman, not when she set off my supernatural radar. She had to be the same woman Lance had seen. No human should have hair that glossy, he’d commented. Newsflash, Lance. They don’t. It shouldn’t come as a surprise. I’d first seen her at the Devil’s Playground, which was a supernatural hotspot. I was usually better at identifying supernaturals, though. Strange that I didn’t register her signature.
“Officer Leo says you’re looking for a job in the city,” I said.
Addison smiled. “You call him Officer Leo? That’s adorable.”
Officer Leo didn’t seem amused. “Because I’m an officer of the law. It’s respectful.”
Addison nudged him with her shoulder. “Should I be more respectful the next time I borrow those handcuffs of yours, Leo?”
The blood rushed to his face. “Who needs another drink? This round’s on me.”
“How about shots?” Addison suggested. “The weak beer isn’t doing it for me.”
“Shots it is.” Officer Leo turned to signal the bartender.
Even with his back turned, I made sure to keep the handsome cop between us to avoid any physical contact with Addison.
“Yo, we’ve got a Code Green,” a voice yelled.
The bartender picked up a megaphone from behind the counter and repeated the message to someone by the jukebox.
“Dare I ask what a Code Green is?” Addison asked.
Officer Leo groaned. “If Chief Garcia is to be believed, it means someone drank enough to get their stomach pumped. Probably a college kid home for the holidays.” He passed his shot glass to Addison. “I’d better go check. Be right back.”
With Officer Leo gone, Addison looked at me with a strange mixture of curiosity and familiarity. “Alone at last.”
“Excuse me?”
“I noticed you at the Devil’s Playground the other night. Great name for a nightclub, isn’t it? You subdued that big guy like he was a harmless kitten.” Her gaze traveled down my body. “I admire a woman with that kind of strength and confidence.”
“Thank you. Interesting tattoos,” I said, eyeing the interlocking symbols on her arm.
“I have a few more you can’t see with my clothes on, if you’re interested in checking them out later.”
Addison didn’t know the meaning of the word ‘subtle,’ that much was clear. “I’m not really into tattoos. I was being polite.”
