The Dragon's Fate - Roxie Ray Page 0,7

all over the walls—It had helped add to the sexy effect anyway.

After hugs and girly cheek-kisses, we headed in to find the place packed. No surprise on a Friday night. Kaylee had called ahead and reserved a table. The owner, my hero, Jace, treated Kaylee pretty well, both because we were friends with Skye, his best friend’s new baby-mama, but also because Kaylee was such a good customer.

“No VIP?” I asked in a loud voice over the roar of the packed bar.

“No, it was booked. I was lucky to get a table at all. Had to prepay for our drinks, so tonight is on me!”

I’d learned not to argue. Kaylee made more money in a week than I made in two months. She loved lavishing it on her friends, and I’d learned to love to let her.

A server set drinks down in front of us within minutes of us claiming our table. “Perks of being an internet celebrity,” Kaylee said and held up her glass. We toasted our girls’ night and got busy.

“Teach me your ways,” Bianca said.

“Oh, no. That’s okay,” I replied and shot Kaylee a look. “Nothing wrong with what Kaylee does for a living, but you better think long and hard before you consider that career path. It’s not as easy as Kaylee makes it out to be.”

I arched an eyebrow at her. “Is it?”

She shook her head. “Definitely not. It takes a lot of work and patience, and an extremely thick skin. Not everyone is as accepting as your sister is.”

Bianca nodded and chewed her lip. “Still, the money is tempting.”

Kaylee laughed. “Honey, the money is divine!” She jumped to her feet and began to dance. I wasn’t nearly drunk enough to join her, but as the night progressed, eventually I did. The drinks were plentiful and free, and nobody bothered us.

Jace wasn’t behind the bar. I’d looked around the room several times trying to see if he was working, and I’d even taken a peek in the VIP section, which wasn’t visible from the floor. Jace’s Place was an odd mix of dive bar and an upscale bar. I guessed in a town this small, he’d had to adapt to be somewhere anyone would want to come to drink. He had cheap, nasty beer all the way up to some pretty high-dollar wines and liquors.

I tried to stay near the middle when I drank. I couldn’t stomach the cheap stuff but wasn’t buying anything snooty, not on a teacher’s salary.

Eventually, I gave up on looking for Jace and just enjoyed myself, dancing, playing darts, and eventually when the room cleared out, pool in the back room.

I’d only been sipping on my drink, having too much fun to drink that much. But eventually it got to me, and I excused myself to go to the bathroom. I’d paced myself so I had a nice buzz but wasn’t so drunk that I felt like going to the bathroom alone wasn’t a good idea.

So, when I walked in and heard the unmistakable sounds of someone getting it on in the last stall, the big one, I knew it wasn’t my brain being fanciful. But still, I had to pee. With a shrug and biting back a laugh, I tiptoed into the farthest spot away from the amorous couple and peed as fast as I could.

Hey, at least someone was getting some. The bathroom had cut off the sounds of the bar, and all I heard was the sound of my own pee and grunts from the horny couple. They whispered a little, but I missed what they said. I walked out of the stall thinking about how damn long it had been since I’d gotten some.

Way too long. Maybe I should think about a booty call. I’d never even considered one before, but my vibrator was getting so much use I was afraid I was going to wear it out.

I walked out the door and got halfway back to the table when I realized my cell was still sitting on the counter by the sink in the bathroom. I’d set it down to wash my hands. Whirling around, I hurried back, afraid it would be gone if someone else had gone in there in the short time since I’d left.

As soon as I opened the door, Jace walked out of the stall, zipping his pants. He’d been about to say something to the woman who stood at the sink washing her hands. She finished quickly while I waited,