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How are you handling it?
TBD, but I’ll need cleanup at closing.
Understood.
I put my phone away and tap on the bar.
Blossom pulls herself away from the guy she’s been flirting with all night and places a whiskey sour in front of me. I glance up at her in confusion. She knows my drink but never pours me one without me ordering it first.
“Hot stuff at the end of the bar has not taken his eyes off you. He wanted to buy you a drink, so here it is.” Blossom’s smirk irritates me.
She may not know the ins and outs of what’s going on tonight, but she is aware that I have no fucking time to entertain a man who’s just looking to get his dick wet.
“Fine, I’ll handle it.” I lift my drink from the bar and start walking towards the man I may have taken home later, if not for the Yakuza impromptu appearance tonight.
“Take it easy on him! He’s a veteran on leave.” Blossom yells at me, and my steps falter.
I look at the man who bought my drink, and I catch him watching me approach him. His lips are tilted up in a sexy grin, and as I watch, his tongue comes out to swipe along the thick bottom one. Of course, if I had panties on, they’d be fucking ruined.
“Fuck,” I whisper to myself seconds before I’m in earshot, but from the way his chest rumbles with a chuckle, I’m pretty sure he read my lips.
“Thank you for the drink.” I try to sound unaffected, but I’m not even fooling myself.
He tilts his head at me and smiles wider.
“Thank you for that incredible dance. Why are you hiding, little ninja?” I step back from him, but he catches my wrist, so I can’t run.
Normally I’d have anyone bold enough to touch me without permission on their ass with a knife to their throat. But the zings going up my arm as he rubs his thumb gently on my pulse point have me frozen and tongue-tied.
“Everything alright here, boss?” I hear Bruno’s voice come over my shoulder, and I turn to look up at him.
“The lady is fine. She was just going to dance with me, right?” I slowly look back at this man, who seems to be full of audacity.
But when I open my mouth to tell him to fuck off, but he stands and gently intertwines our fingers like we’re old lovers. I find myself nodding at Bruno and wonder if I’m drooling.
“Come on, gorgeous, show me your moves.” He leads me onto the dance floor, and at this moment, all my problems slip away.
I’m not a mafia princess with a club full of Yakuza. I’m just a woman in the arms of a sexy man swaying to the music. He’s got me locked in his chocolate-brown gaze. I’m completely mesmerized by him, and my brain is screaming DANGER at me, but my heart isn’t listening.
I never believed in love at first sight. Until now, because this reaction is not fucking normal.
“You shouldn’t look at me that way, little ninja. I may be tempted to kiss you like your eyes are begging me to.” He whispers the words in my ear, and I swallow hard.
“What is your name?” Then, finally, the lust-filled fog he causes seems to be lifting.
Until his hand slips to the small of my back and gently pulls me into his body. I gasp at the feel of him and pull my head back to look at him.
“Lucas, what’s yours, or should I just keep calling you my little ninja?” I shake my head at that ridiculous nickname.
“Gianna,” he nods at me, lifts his hand to my face, and I freeze.
“Easy, mama. Just moving your hair.” Slowly he tucks it behind my ear, and my eyes flow with that movement, so when I look back at him, I’m too late to stop the kiss he plants on me.
Once his lips touch mine, I know I’m a fucking liar. I wouldn’t have missed this kiss for the world. And those are dangerous thoughts to have. My life is not my own, and I need to remember that.
I find myself kissing him back in the middle of the dance floor, and I don’t want to stop. He makes me feel normal.
Small popping sounds break the music, followed by screaming, and we break the kiss, both looking upstairs, following the sounds to see guns are drawn and people running.
