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"Move it on through. Move." The voice at the front of the line was familiar. Too familiar.
I kept my head down and moved behind the large crowd of people trying to get into Kadia. I was far more worried about stumbling and busting my ass than seeing who was checking I.D.'s at the front door. I'd be there soon enough.
"Oh, nice." Grace turned and glanced over her shoulder. "It's your man, and he looks fucking hot."
"What?" I lifted to my toes and my suspicions were confirmed. Nate was taking tickets at the front door and checking I.D.'s. "Oh hell. It's Nate."
Grace said something, but I couldn't hear her over the pounding of my heart in my chest. I reached into the top of my dress and pulled my breasts up, hoping like hell that I looked better than I felt like I did. Next to Grace I just didn't measure up. She was exotic and thin, I was the girl next door with big boobs and hips that I hated.
"Jenna," Nate spoke, his eyes filled with something I couldn't quite place.
Grace slipped into the open door and someone in the back of the crowd pushed forward, causing me to stumble toward the handsome bastard.
I pressed my hands to his thick chest and glanced up as the air rushed from my lungs. Everything about the moment was perfect except for the fact that I wasn't nearly ballsy enough to press my lips to his.
"Hey. Sorry about that." I turned and barked at the crowd. "Back the fuck up."
"No problem. I've been watching for you all night." His eyes moved down the front of my dress as I pulled my hands from his chest and started to search for my I.D.
"You have? I had this damn I.D. somewhere just a few-"
"Don't worry about it. I'm sure you're legal." He winked and grabbed my arm, pulling me toward the door. "Bartender's name is Mark. Tell him you and your dark-haired friend can have drinks on me. Save me a dance."
"You dance?" I walked into the club, turning around to get one more glimpse of him before someone grabbed me by the waist and toted me down the stairs toward a large group of my friends.
"There you are." Thomas set me down and spun me around. "Wow." His eyes ran down my body and back up to my face. "You're so fucking hot, but you knew that, didn't you?"
"Not a chance, handsome." I playfully popped him in the face and turned to walk toward the bar where Grace was already perched on a stool.
"You can't wait for anyone? Shit." I took the seat next to her and let out a soft sigh.
"Sorry. I figured it would be better to get out of the way. Your guy at the door has to be one of the best looking men I've seen around here."
"Better than Erik?" I glanced toward the bartender as she flashed me a toothy smile. "Bud Light please?"
"Anything for you, beauty." He turned to Grace. "How about you, angel?"
"Same." She smiled and turned to face me. "Hell, no, not better than Erik. Can you imagine the two of them together though? One buried deep in your ass and the other-"
"Hey. I'm good." I lifted my hand as my pulse spiked. I'd never been with two men, nor had I let one have his way with me. Maybe that's the reason my sex life was so incredibly dull. I only lived the fun stuff in my head.
"Oh. Sorry." She blushed and fiddled with the front of her dress.
"No, I'm sorry. I was just kidding." I wrapped my arm around her shoulders. "You been fantasizing about Erik at the library?"
"Yeah. I can't help it. He's so sexy, Jenna. So dangerous looking."
"I would tell you to fuck him, but he's dangerous, Grace. He's not the average guy you're looking for when you want a one-night stand. He's vile. Nasty. Dark. Deadly."
"You talking about me again?" Nate moved up beside me and pressed his forearms to the bar as the bartender returned with our drinks.
"Here you go, ladies. ‘Sup, Nathaniel. You need a drink, brother?"
Nate shook his head and glanced down at me. "No, but these girls can drink for free tonight. Put it on my tab."
"No. You don't have to-" I lifted my hand. I had plenty of money. I didn't need him or anyone else buying my shit.
He grabbed my hand and lifted it to his face before brushing his nose along the palm of my hand and biting at the flesh. "I want to. Hush or I'll put you over my knee and spank your fine ass right here in front of your bestie and the stiff prick hoping to fuck you tonight."
I glanced over to Grace to apologize, but the look of lust on her face told me I didn't need to bother. Not many people could talk shit about her brother, Thomas, but it would seem that Nate was one of them.