From Sanctum with Love (Masters and Mercenaries #10) - Lexi Blake Page 0,110

beside him, a dour look on her face while she talked to Squirrel and Tad. Brad was walking around somewhere and Mia seemed to be ignoring Case as much as she could.

And everyone in the damn club was staring at them. Like every single person had been watching them since the moment they’d strode through a bunch of reporters and been shown to this suite-like portion of the club.

All in all, it would be so nice to be home.

“There’s a private VIP bathroom right behind us,” Jared said. “It’s through the door that leads to the private bar and buffet. Look in the back and you’ll find it.”

Sarah gave him a brilliant smile. “Thank you so much.”

She stared down at Kori. Yep, that was her cue that it was time for girl talk. This was precisely why Kori had done the women’s bathroom at the office up like a damn luxury lounge. She so very often got hauled into some bathroom for a life chat, and half the time they were nasty. Life chats should be conducted in nice, glamorous surrounding with pictures of cute dogs and babies and shit. Not surrounded by random tampon vending machines.

“I’ll join you.” Kori sent her best friend a stiff smile because she’d found a comfy place. Anal sex was not something to be taken lightly.

Of course neither was the fact that she’d told Kai she loved him and Kai had said it back.

Scary, scary, amazing and wonderful stuff. Kai Ferguson loved her. It was almost surreal. He loved her and he wanted her to write. Not for his sake. Not because she could bring in income or further his career. He wanted her to write because he loved her and she needed it.

Sarah sighed and held a hand out, helping Kori get up. She leaned in. “This is what you get. Who the hell lets their superhot sadist boyfriend talk her into anal before going to a dance club?”

“Me,” she admitted. At the time, she’d only been thinking about how hot it was and how good that burn felt. She’d loved the way Kai tasted and she’d wanted to give him everything.

Mia stood up, her shoulders squaring as she secured her purse over her shoulder. “I’ll go, too.”

“Obviously, because you all go in a flock,” Case said with a frown.

“Girls stick together.” There was a whole lot of tension going on that Kori didn’t get. Mia had been tense ever since they’d picked her up in the limo. Case had gone to her door and she sat beside him, but she wasn’t acting like they were on a date.

Jared had already turned back to one of his blondes.

“Some have to because they don’t have any confidence in themselves,” Lena said, taking a sip of her skinny cosmo.

It was the most calories the woman had consumed in days, it seemed to Kori.

She wasn’t about to engage. She sucked it up and put a smile on her face because not everyone in the room needed to know what she’d done with her superhot sadist boyfriend only a few hours before.

Kai stood up beside her and drew her in close. All evening long he’d been attentive, sitting with her and generally being around if she needed something. He’d calmed so much from earlier in the day. He drew her away from the crowd, leaning over to whisper in her ear. “Can you do me a favor, baby?”

For that face, she would do almost anything. She let her hands run up his torso. It seemed insane to her that she’d spent so much time watching him and not touching him. It felt so damn right to touch him. And she’d made the decision to chill about the contract. He’d told her he loved her. If he wasn’t ready for a contract, then she wouldn’t push. And all that talk Jared had given her about how fast Kai moved when he was truly in love, well, Kai had grown up a lot since then. He wasn’t a man who would ever lie to her. There was absolutely nothing truly manipulative about Kai Ferguson. “Of course.”

“Talk to Mia. Case is going crazy. He wants to spend some time with her. I’ve seen the way she looks at him. Find out why she’s so scared and calm her down,” he whispered. “Just one dance. I think that would help Case a lot.”

Okay, so he was only manipulative in other’s best interests. Kai was right. Mia was twelve kinds of hung