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“I’ve never done karaoke before,” Emily admitted as I helped her out of the car.
“You’ll be brilliant. Or—” I flashed her a smirk, and she blushed. “You’ll be as bad as me, and we’ll spend the night laughing at each other.”
I pressed my hand to her lower back and guided her to the front of the line.
“Savage! Got your name right here on the list.” The bouncer, one of my old roommates, stepped back to let us into the club.
“Thanks Matt.”
We clasped each other in a half hug, and he whipped around to stop the people behind us from entering.
While checking the list for their names, he called over his shoulder. “Have a great time, you two.”
“You know the bouncer?”
“He was my roommate when I first moved to Vancouver.”
Emily nodded, looking around the club.
“You’ve really never done karaoke before?”
“We sing karaoke at home, mainly on New Years, but no. Not in a place like this.” She ran her hands along a gold velvet booth and bit her lower lip. “I’ve also never been anywhere so swanky.”
A server walked by, and Emily ripped her hand away from the booth lightning fast. Like she had been caught dipping into the cookie jar. She clasped her hands so tightly her knuckles were white and ready to explode.
“Hey.” I put my hand over hers, wanting to kiss each knuckle until she relaxed. Instead, I ran my finger along them, loving the patch of goosebumps that erupted on her arm. “Let me talk to Sarah at the counter and see about getting a private room.”
“A private room? For what?” Her eyes widened, and I was kicking myself for not doing some recon with Bardot to find out what she liked.
“This place has a main karaoke area—” I spread my arms out to indicate the surrounding space. “As well as several private rooms with the same setup.”
Her shoulders relaxed. “That sounds so much better. I thought—” She bit her lower lip again, and I was going to have to readjust myself soon if she didn’t stop doing such adorable things.
Realization dawned on me and I groaned. Bardot no doubt told her I was some playboy hockey hotshot who was going to do everything I could to get in her pants—or dress.
“I’m going to talk to Sarah, but Emily?”
She flicked her eyes to mine. The blue of hers danced in the reflection of the mirrors lining the bar.
“I asked you out because I want to get to know you. If there’s anything you’re not comfortable with, let me know right away, okay?”
Her shoulders dropped, and she finally relaxed her hands, which I still had cupped in mine. “Okay, thank you. I really appreciate that. I—I need a night out like this.”
“Good. Let’s go.”
My voice cracked on the opening notes of Don’t Stop Believin’ and Emily sank back into the velvet settee, covering her mouth as she laughed at me.
I belted out the chorus, eyes locked on hers, as the sound of my voice ricocheted off the corners of our private room.
Even in the low, purple-hued light, I could see her cheeks were flaming red as she struggled to catch her breath.
When the last notes died out, I fell onto the sofa next to her and passed the mic.
She tossed it between her hands and looked me up and down. Her gaze held a tender intensity as she took me in, and my chest tightened. I couldn’t help imagining her beneath me. Those penetrating eyes locked on me as I penetrated her—
“You really didn’t bring me here to impress me, I guess.”
I pressed my hands to my chest and slumped back. “Ouch. Critical hit, Avery.”
