Primal Hunger - Piper Davenport Page 0,2
I said.
“Well, he can have whatever he wants from me,” she retorted. “But he coulda had that before he bought me a drink.”
I rolled my eyes as Polly laughed and walked away.
“I think you need to have your mind bent a little,” Everly said, sipping her margarita. “You need someone to take your v-card and burn it.”
“What is up with you and the need for my vagina to burn?”
She frowned. “Not the whole thing. Just the hymen.”
I groaned, dropping my head to the table and Everly laughed.
“Finish your drink. I want to dance more,” she ordered.
I did as she demanded, and we headed back on the dance floor. Only, we weren’t there very long before I noticed someone I really didn’t want to see.
Shit, shit, shit!
“Ev,” I hissed, grabbing her hand, as I bent low and dragged her off the dance floor.
“What the hell?” she growled.
I pulled her into the bathroom and closed the door with a thwap. “Stoney’s here.”
“Stoney? That sexy as fuck guy from your dad’s club?”
She thought all the guys in my dad’s club were sexy as fuck, so I wasn’t sure if she knew exactly who I was talking about, but it didn’t really matter. Stoney was one of the road captains and had been with the club for as long as I could remember. He was gorgeous and a little younger than my dad. If I went for older men, he’d certainly be in the running.
I nodded. “That means either Dad, or my brother, knows I’m here.”
“They could be on a fact-finding mission.”
“Do you really think my father would waste a man on a fact-finding mission?” I frowned. “Shit! We need to get out of here without Stoney seeing us.”
“Well, let me pee first since this might take a while.”
Once Everly was done, I inched the door open and not seeing Stoney, we slid out of the bathroom where I butted into something hard.
“You got a tail?” Jasper asked, and I gasped, looking up at him.
“Yes. How’d you know?”
“Told you I don’t miss much.”
“Neither do stalkers,” I retorted.
He grinned, taking my hand. “Follow me.”
Jasper guided us away from the dance floor and through a back door that surprisingly closed out the noise once it was shut.
“I’ll get you a ride,” he offered, and I shook my head.
“I can call a car.”
“I’d rather send you home with someone I trust,” he countered.
“I’m good,” I stressed, holding my phone up. “See? He’s on his way.”
He held his hand out. “Give me your phone.”
“No.” I instinctively clutched it to my chest. “Why?”
He smiled. “Because I’m gonna give you my number so you can text me when you make it home safely.”
I bit my lip. That was seriously sweet, but I typically didn’t let anyone touch my phone. “I’ll be fine.”
“Violet—”
“How the hell do you know my real name?” I growled.
“You’re a sexy as fuck natural blonde and you come in with a card that says Myra Chung? I dug a little deeper.”
I wrinkled my nose. “Shit.”
He chuckled. “Don’t worry, your secret’s safe with me, if you give me your phone.”
I sighed, handing it over to him, and his fingers slid over the screen, then it went black. Handing it back to me, he said, “Text me when you get home.”
“And if I don’t?”
“You don’t really want to find out, do you?”
I rolled my eyes. “You don’t scare me.”
He leaned forward, close to my ear. “I don’t want to scare you, beautiful, but I’m not above making you beg.” I shivered, closing my eyes as his lips touched my cheek gently, then repeated, “Text me when you get home.”
I bit my lip and nodded.
“Your car’s here,” he said, and pushed opened the back door, walking us to our rideshare.
We climbed in and Everly turned to me as we drove away. “What was that?”
“No idea,” I whispered.
“He’s hot as fuck.”
I nodded, but couldn’t quite find my voice. I had never been affected by another human being the way Jasper affected me. I didn’t know what it meant, but shook off my interest because, really, where could it go?
The car approached Everly’s house and I heard her groan quietly.
“What?” I asked, glancing up from my phone.
“Um…” Everly hummed, and I looked up to see my dad leaning against my car.
“Shit,” I hissed.
“God, he’s so fucking hot.”
“Everly, stop,” I ordered.
“Just to be clear, you’d be pissed if I—”
“Oh my god, yes. You cannot have sex with my father. Or my brothers.”
“So, all three are definitely off the table, then.”
I groaned and Everly