could go and see him!
“What’s he doing?” I asked, the anticipation flowing hot through my veins. “I mean, did you find out anything else about him?”
But before Colt could answer one of the dancers came walking out of the tunnel that led from the main stage. She was wearing a pink glitter G-string, her skin tan and perfect. Stuck on the side of her stomach, right by her hipbone, was a delicate rhinestone heart.
“Colt,” she squealed. She was topless, her perfectly symmetrical tits bouncing as she wrapped her arms around Colt’s neck. The two of them looked like they’d stepped out of a magazine ad. “What’s new, baby? I feel like we haven’t talked in forever.”
“Not much. What’s new with you, Ava?”
“Lots,” she purred, trailing one of her long raspberry-colored nails down the front of Colt’s chest.
Mine.
The word flashed through my mind before I could stop it.
“Well, we’ll have to catch up then,” Colt said. His eyes flicked down her body, ogling her tits, her thighs, his hand wrapping around her waist and spreading out over the small of her back.
“After party?” she giggled.
“Always.”
“See you then.” She took off down the hall, her tight ass bouncing as she went.
Colt turned back to me. “You need to go back and wait in the office,” he said. “I’ll come and get you at the end of the night.”
“Declan,” I reminded him. “What’s he doing? What’s he up to?”
Colt shrugged. “Find out for yourself,” he said, and then he turned and left me standing there in the hall.
I watched mindless TV on the flat screen in the office until three am, when Colt finally reappeared.
“It’s about time,” I said, but he ignored me.
His hair was mussed, there was a smudge of lipstick on his cheek, and he smelled like perfume. I could only imagine the things he’d been up to since I’d last seen him.
I watched as he grabbed his leather jacket off the back of a chair. “You ready?” he asked me gruffly.
“I guess,” I said.
“You guess? You’re either ready or you’re not.”
“I’m ready, but not if you’re going to act like a dick the whole time.”
“Who’s acting like a dick?”
“You’re all broody and short. It’s not that fun to be around.”
“I’m sorry, Princess,” Colt said, grinning in that maddening way of his as I followed him out of the office and down the hallway toward the back entrance of the club. “I’ll make sure to change my attitude in order to maximize your fun and make sure you have as much enjoyment from my company as is humanly possible.”
When we got outside, I gulped the fresh air into my lungs, thankful to be out of the club. Something about that place felt cloying, the vibe full of darkness that lurked below the surface, just waiting to boil over and burn everything it touched.
“What can I do to make this night fun for you?” Colt asked. “Bowling? Mini golf?”
“Stop being a smart ass,” I said. “It’s unbecoming.”
“Yes, Princess,” he said as he opened the car door for me. I slid into the passenger side and buckled my seatbelt.
A second later, he was next to me, the scent of leather and perfume hanging on him like a cloud.
“How as the after party?” I asked as he started the car.
“Great,” he said.
“Did you have fun?”
“Always.”
I thought about that girl, Ava, with her perfect body and her perfect breasts and her flat stomach and her tiny glitter tattoo.
Forget about it, I told myself. Colt’s a womanizer, the kind of man who had no problem kissing you, almost sleeping with you earlier, and then sleeping with someone else just a few hours later.
Think about Declan.
Declan, who you’re going to be seeing soon.
I closed my eyes and leaned my head back against the seat.
When we got back to Colt’s apartment he went right to the kitchen, opened the fridge and surveyed the contents.
“Hungry?”
I shook my head no.
He looked up at me and raised his eyebrows. He hadn’t bothered to turn the kitchen light on, and the glow from the refrigerator illuminated his strong features, his defined jaw, his straight nose, the fullness of his lips.
“Don’t lie.”
“I’m not lying.”
“You have to eat something.” He started pulling things out of the refrigerator and setting them on the island.
“Why?”
“Because I said so. Go take a shower and I’ll bring you something to eat. There are clothes in the bedroom for you.”
“What do you mean there are clothes in the bedroom for me?”
“I had Kendra pick up some things for you.”
Oh,