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“Well, Miss Jasmine, you have a good night now.” He smirks at me. His voice is so low, gruff and gravelly that the vibrations give me tingles all over.
I jump when someone clears their throat impatiently behind me, and I realize that the bouncer was pausing to allow me through the door. Mortification heats every part of my body faster than the mountain of a man did. I duck my head and run, his deep chuckle haunting me with every step I take. No matter how far away from him I get, I hear the laughter of the crowd outside chasing me.
Ethics, Jas, ethics,I tell myself. My fingers itch to curse them. Or hex him at least.
“Jas, hey!” I look up to see Rowan’s friendly face smiling and waving at me from across the bar. It’s pretty early so this place is still functioning as a bar, turning into a nightclub much later. It’s not too busy yet either, which I like.
I make my way over to the booth Rowan is pointing to and eye up the red velvet privacy curtain. Okay, that will be staying open. Who needs privacy curtains in a nightclub? I briefly wonder what kind of club this is, but then remind myself that it’s full of supernaturals, so the curtains make a little more sense; unlike humans, not every species enjoys an audience while they eat.
I slide into the seat, and to my dismay Linden is sitting opposite.
“Why are you here?” I demand. “You weren’t invited.”
He gives me a massive shit-eating grin and damn it, why did he have to be so handsome?
“My brother and I pretty much do everything together.”
“Everything?” I ask, bemused.
“Everything,” he confirms. Then he gives me a knowing wink which makes my face heat.
“You’ve gone red,” he adds, and I scowl at him. That’s not gentlemanly to point out.
“Pretty sure everything in here is red. It’s the lighting.”
“Hey, Jasmine. I wasn’t sure you were going to come,” Rowan says, sliding into the seat alongside me. He passes me and Linden a beer each, and although it’s not my usual drink of choice, I take it with a nod of thanks.
“I might not have if you’d told me he was going to be here too.”
It’s stupid. I don’t know why I’m giving Linden so much stick; he’s equally as good looking as Rowan. I’m as attracted to him physically. But Rowan definitely has the better personality. And that’s important.
“Touché.” Linden chuckles.
“Hey, sorry I’m late!” Ash calls, as he races over to our table. “I got called into work.”
“What do you do?” Linden asks while I’m able to feign disinterest. Now that Ash isn’t naked, and also no longer not-a-dog, it’s easier for me to take him in. Seeing him standing at full height, I think he’s nearer to six foot after all. He has a gorgeous five o’clock shadow that I’d like to feel scrape along the inside of my thighs.
Where did that thought come from?
“I’m a firefighter,” Ash says.
Whoa. Did it just get hotter in here? He certainly got sexier.
“You’ve got a little bit of dribble there, Jasmine,” Linden points out, and like a fool, I hastily check. They all laugh, and I blush harder.
“Going red again?”
“Still the lighting,” I murmur.
“I’m gonna grab a drink, anyone want?” Ash offers.
“Please,” I jump in. “Can I have a rum and coke?”
“Sure thing.” He smiles easily at me and wanders off to the bar. I watch his butt as he goes; it’s a mighty fine ass clad in faded, vintage Levi’s. I lick my lips.
“Been a while, darlin’?” Linden smirks.
“Piss off,” I hiss. There’s no customers right now that I need to watch my language around. The bastard just laughs.
