large one-sided window.
In some ways, it felt more like an investigation room than a back-room for a club. Jamie leaned back into the black leather seat, straightening her shoulders. If she was going to stay by Talon, she had to let his peers know that she wasn’t afraid of them. Her small lessons in martial arts smaller in comparison to what he looked like he was capable, and didn’t that set her in her place.
He raised a brow.
“Tell me about yourself...”
“Jamie,” she filled in curtly, folding her hands in her lap. The image she meant to represent was not given because of the fact that she was still stuck in her sweatpants and Columbia.
“Jamie,” he said with a nod, sounding as if he were relishing the sound of her voice coming from his lips. Her jaw ticked. “Well, Jamie, tell me about yourself. How you came to meet Talon...how you brought his memories back... Tell Dr. Lucian.”
A mocking light entered his eyes; she almost bitch slapped him. Instead, she folded her hands even more tightly in her lap and forced her stiff lips to move, a cold trickle sliding down her back.
“Stop.”
Jamie whipped around at the dark voice coming from the corner. Talon was leaning against the door, feet crossed at the ankles. He had a different shirt on, the jacket was off, and his shoulders were tense. Her heart stopped in her chest at the site of him, relieved yet slightly nervous as his eyes, through the dark, penetrated her.
Lucian gave him an arch look. “The girls will be in here soon. Opening and booking,” he said to Jamie knowingly, as if they were best buds. She brought her arms up and crossed them over her chest, staring at him with a straight face. Talon was still against the wall, and in the dim, leather covered room, it felt like a prison.
Their presence was dominating. Lucian was large and powerful, standing to his full height with his arms crossed against his chest. Talon was just as imposing. With his new anger, his new coldness, Jamie could feel the blast of his frigid emotions across the room. It was a drastic change to what had happened between them last night.
Not to mention the fact that he had been possessed.
But how many times had that happened by now? Two?
Jamie wasn’t counting -- she coughed to hide her mental lie. Hell, she registered every single movement he made, every breath he took. It wasn’t like she could help herself by now -- he was just so...dominating. Just like Lucian. Just like a caged animal waiting to attack. The look in his eyes as he stared at her from the shadows wasn’t one of desire -- hell no, it was one of utter contempt, almost as if he hated her.
Forcing herself to ignore him, she gave Lucian a chilling look and then directed her eyes to the one-sided window. The lights from the club were tinted, giving the room an even darker appearance.
The leather under her ass felt like it was sticking to her thighs. The testosterone in the room was climbing, as was her facial heat. It wasn’t like she was used to being stared at -- actually, she was. But with Talon in the equation?
Fuck.
“Before we get to proper introductions, I would like to say one little, tiny thing,” Lucian said through the tension. Even though his voice had been mildly carefree, Jamie’s stomach started turning again. She was so screwed. She really was going to get arrested. She was going to go into jail and she would drop the soap and...
She was dimly aware of Talon moving close to her, hand on her shoulder. His soft, dark voice resonated into her ears. “Hey. Calm down. You aren’t in trouble, and Lucian is only going to feed on your fear.”
While he had been talking softly enough that Lucian shouldn’t have heard him, the smirk on his face led Jamie to believe otherwise. Despite that, hearing Talon’s voice in her ear, soft and completely different from before, her shoulders started to relax and the anxiety in her was replaced by a gentle heat.
Of course, it fled shortly after Talon’s hand left her shoulder.
“My man here is smart. Watching you squirm could get a man off any day --” Talon’s growl stopped Lucian. He laughed and leaned his ass against the desk. “As I was saying...”
Jamie held her breath as his hand extended to her, his face turning deadly calm.
“Welcome to our world.”
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