We all exchange a look.
“What makes you… dangerous?” Ella asks, her voice softer than usual as she takes his hand.
My brows pull together at her reaction.
“The name fits,” he says with a slow smirk. “Everyone’s got a little danger in them, don’t they, sugar?”
His eyes lock on hers, and I swear she forgets how to breathe.
“Uh… I guess,” she replies, still holding his hand.
Still holding it.
“Do you want a little danger in you?” he asks, his tone low and suggestive.
A shiver runs through me, and not in a good way.
Ella giggles. Actually giggles.
Right. This is happening.
“Okay, thanks for the introduction, Danger, but we should probably get ready,” Aston cuts in, his tone polite but firm.
Danger barely acknowledges him. “What’s your name, sugar?”
“Ella,” she says, biting her bottom lip.
“Sexy name for a sexy lady.”
My eyes widen as Ella flushes bright red.
“Okay… nice to meet you, Danger,” I say, my tone cooling. “Interesting name.”
He glances at me briefly, unimpressed, before turning straight back to Ella. “Until next time, sugar.” He lifts their still-joined hands and presses a kiss to the back of hers.
She giggles like a damn schoolgirl.
He smirks, licking his lips like he already knows the effect he’s having.
Yeah… absolutely not.
“You do realize she’s only seventeen, right?”
Ella shoots me a glare. “I’ll be eighteen soon.”
“Age is just a number,” he replies with a shrug, eyes still on her. Then he winks.
She giggles again.
Unbelievable.
“Nice to meet you, sugar,” he murmurs, leaning closer. “I wonder how sweet you really taste.”
We all freeze.
Then he releases her hand and walks off like he owns the place.
I glance at Aston. He’s trying, and failing, to hide a smirk, his brows raised high. “What the fuck was that?” he asks, looking at Ella.