Violence (Antihero Inferno #3) - Lily White Page 0,155
she’s sat in a booth with her friends, chatting away while I sat waiting for her to do something - anything - besides chat it up, the women at her table laughing and carrying on while they sipped on mixed drinks with little pink straws.
Of course, now that I’m actually having fun is when she decides it’s a good time to dip out.
I lean over to say goodbye to a beauty who won’t be getting to know me better.
“Sorry, beautiful, but I have to go. It would have been fun, though.”
She pokes out her bottom lip and dances off, my gaze keeping her ass in view as regret flows through me.
Another tap against my shoulder and I turn back to Mason.
“Let’s go,” I say, not that he can hear me over the music.
The three of us leave the club without worrying about hurrying along.
Brinley came to Myth alone to meet up with her friends, and I have a sneaking suspicion she won’t be leaving quickly.
Don’t ask me how I know, just that I’m pretty damn positive about it.
Once we’re outside, Taylor and Mason take off together, leaving me to weave through the parking lot, my steps unhurried, my hands casually stuffed in my pockets as I reach the back area and see a woman stranded because her car won’t start.
Tall, with decent curves and long brown hair that falls in waves down her back, Brinley looks irritated as she rounds the front of her car to lift the hood and inspect the engine.
I hang back for a little bit, watch as she reaches in to wiggle wires or check the battery connections, but eventually she curses beneath her breath and slams the hood back down.
It’s a pity she doesn’t have a service to help her with her problem. You would think her investigator daddy would have insisted on it. According to Taylor, he didn’t.
Pushing away from a truck I was leaning on while watching her, I approach on a long-legged stride.
“You okay?” I call out. “Looks like you could use some help.”
Brinley spins around to face me, and I smile, happy to be of service as her knight in shining armor.
This is the part where a smile should break out on her pretty face, where those almond shaped eyes should widen with appreciation.
Instead, what I get is a nasty scowl, her eyes narrowing on my face with disgust.
“You have got to be kidding me,” she snaps, her shoulders rolling back and hip jutting out.
The fuck?
This is not how women usually greet me. Especially ones who are having car problems.
Maybe she’s just mad she can’t leave.
I take a few steps to get closer, a full smile on my lips with the hope she’ll drop her guard.
There’s no denying it. This woman is gorgeous when you see her up close, even with the fury in her expression.
“You look like you’re having car problems.”
She grins. “And you look like an arrogant ass.”
Flinching at that, I narrow my eyes on her.
“I think you have me confused with someone else. I was just walking through and saw you-“
Her grin widens but it is not a friendly look.
“Actually, no. I remember exactly who you are, but obviously you don’t remember me.”
I still in place.
There’s no way I’ve met her before. What the hell is she talking about?
“You have me confused with someone,” I say again, but she just shakes her head and laughs.
“You have a big mouth, are a ladies’ man from what I’ve seen, and are either oblivious or don’t care about the people around you if you don’t remember me.”
I mean, she’s not wrong.
“So I tell you what: Why don’t you strut your way back to the club and let me handle this myself. I really have no interest in dealing with car problems and an arrogant jerk all in the same night. The first problem is a pain in the ass, and the second problem - also known as you - is an annoyance I don’t need. Thanks for offering to help, but as far I’m concerned, you can run along and hit on some other unsuspecting woman. I’m not stupid enough to fall for your shit.”
With that, she walks toward me, but steps around where I’m standing to march back to the club.
“Tell me how you really feel,” I call out to her, laughter on my voice.
Brinley doesn’t bother to look back. She just lifts both her hands to give me the finger as she keeps walking.