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“Give me your phone.” She demanded and held out her hand.
“What?” I am pretty sure she got the wrong idea from our discussion. I was not interested in her; I was only interested in her friend.
“Give me your phone; I’m going to do you a favor.” She gestured her hand again with a little more attitude.
“Look, I don’t mean to be rude. You’re attractive, but I’m—”
“Oh please,” she cut me off. “I’m going to give you her number, not mine.” Rolling her eyes, she wiggled her fingers impatiently, biting down on the inside of her cheek. “Now, are you going to give me your phone or not?”
I thought about it briefly, then decided to hell with it. I pulled my phone from my back pocket and placed it in her hand. She entered the bartender’s number into my phone under the name Chaser.
Interesting…
I wondered if there was a reason why she didn’t put in her actual name.
“Don’t make me regret this.” She pointed at me with my phone, then dropped it back in my hand and moved to leave me where I stood. I shook my head at the interaction with the waitress as a whole and stared down at the new contact in my phone, snapping my head up to quickly yell back at her before she disappeared completely.
“Hey, what’s—”
“It’s a play on words; you’ll figure it out.” She gave a smug grin over the shoulder as she faded into the crowd. She was making this a game, and I hoped it would be in my favor. I stood there for a moment, just thinking about the name and what it could possibly mean. Chaser. Chaser.
She wanted me to chase her friend, and that was something I was more than willing to do. Now that I had her phone number, there was really nothing stopping me from chasing her and claiming her as mine. I had every intention of making her mine from the moment I saw her pouring drinks.
The emergency exit door was already propped open slightly with a rock, so I assumed that I wouldn’t set off any alarm as I pushed through the door and stepped out into the back alley. I moved a couple of feet from the door, away from the light above it, and closer to the shadows.
I leaned my back against the wall and let the light sprinkling of rain cool me down. It wasn’t raining when we arrived, but it must have started shortly after because the ground was covered in dark puddles from a downpour.
I could smell a cigarette burning near me, and a billow of smoke trailed out from the shadows.
“Classy friends you have in there.” A familiar voice came from the direction of the smoke.
“Derek is my friend; the other two are just my coworkers.” I chuckled, holding up my hands in submission. She stepped out of the shadows, her skin wet and glistening from the rain.
Goddamn, she was gorgeous, and the look of her right now caused my cock to harden with desire. I could feel my blood heating. If she would let me, I would take her right now in this back alley.
“For your sake, I hope the rude one wasn’t Derek.” Lifting her head to face me, her eyes met mine. They were a beautiful hazel color, with a defining dark ring around the outer edge that made them breathtaking, and I found myself getting lost in them.
“He wasn’t, but I’m not interested in talking about either of them with you. Do you mind?” I gestured my chin to her hand with the cigarette.
“Didn’t your mother ever tell you not to take things from strangers?” She crooned, taking another drag from it.
“I’m Atlas. There, now we aren’t strangers.” I took the cigarette from her hand and brought it to my lips, taking a drag of my own, then blowing out a plume of smoke. “But if I’m being honest, you could have pulled up in a white van with no windows, and I’d still take whatever you were offering.”
I placed the cigarette back between her fingers, and she gawked at me, frozen in place. I couldn’t tell if she was shocked or upset at what I had just done. Her mouth opened and closed as if she was going to say something but then changed her mind. I couldn’t help but suppress a smug smile. I had her right where I wanted her.
“I knew I had a good name, but I didn’t think it would render you speechless.”
“It’s not that impressive of a name. How about you tell me what you are doing here?”
“The nightclub, the city, or in front of you?” I raised a dark brow at her in question.
“The nightclub.” She answered, and with a shrug, she added, “And the city, too, I suppose.”
“I’m at this club for a fun night out with the guys and in this city for a new job,” I answered.
“A new job?” She echoed.
“A new job.” I echoed back.
