Charming The Warriors (The Charmer) by Danielle Sanderson Page B

smell?” I ask with a smile, knowing that the smell is not me.
                  “I’m sorry, no of course not it’s just…. ah thank you Mickey.”
    Great nearly had him then. Why can’t I smell anything?
                  “Thanks Mickey,” I say to him as he passes me my coke before heading back to the busy bar. Sallack has a bottle of beer, which he looks grateful to be drinking; he seems on edge, so I say what comes naturally.
                  “You’re not a Werewolf, right?”
    He spits his beer everywhere over the table and on me. I burst in to laughter. I knew that would lighten the mood, until I see he’s expression.
                  “Im sorry. I was only joking, it’s just you looked so tense. That’s what I say to Den to make him smile.” His smile returns as he gives a belly laugh, oh thank goodness.
                  “Uh no, you just caught me off guard. Why would you say that to Den?”
                  “To make him laugh if he’s sad, or when he does this growl thing like what you do sometimes, and the smelly thing,”
    I shrug my shoulders not wanting to make a big deal out of it.
                  “Smelly thing?” He asks with a grin.
                  “Yeah you know all sniffy. When Den came up stairs to see if I was ok, he was sniffing the room like you were just doing.”
                  “Really, your room.” He says, but not as a question, and for some unknown reason it has him fuming, I can tell by the growling he is desperately trying to suppress.
                  Sallack changes the subject quickly. The more I relax and just talk to him as if he is not a sex God, the more confident I became. I notice several discreet eyes on Sallack and me throughout the evening.
    A group of men starts raising their voice at another small group of men that are seated across the bar; Sallack’s head whips round with speed, as he releases a growl. The men shouting lock eyes with Sallack and go dead quiet, casting their eyes to the floor, afraid! He turns to meet my gaze, taking my hand in his giving me a stunning smile. What was that about?
                  At around 11:30 Ruk walks into the bar, Sallack’s good friend, and my new co-boss along with Julian. He comes to the table to greet us with a charming smile.
                  “Zara, how are you? You look gorgeous,” He says light-heartedly. His remark gets a sneer from Sallack and a laugh from me.
                  “Hi Ruk, I’m good thanks. It’s good to see you.”
    I can see that Ruk wants to speak in private so I help him out,
                  “Sallack thank you for the drinks and company, it’s getting late so I’m going to see Den for a Minute then get to bed.”
    I stand up from the chair, just as Sallack stands wi th me. I kiss his cheek tenderly. He takes my chin in his hand, moving his lips to my ear whispering,
                  “I enjoyed being alone with you, will you see me tomorrow?” The hunger in his voice, makes it hard for me to stand, Sallack is perfection. I need to be careful; I could fall in love with him, if I haven’t already! I’d never believed in love at first sight until finding Sallack.
                  “Definitely, I would love that. Bye Sallack,” I turn to face Ruk, “It was nice to see you again Ruk.”
                  As I make my way to Den, a man turns around accidentally bumping into me, his face drops when he looks at me.
                  “Shit, I’m sorry. I wasn’t looking where I was going,” He tells me a little nervously with his eyes searching behind my back. I automatically look behind me, my gaze landing on Sallack and Ruk, staring daggers at the man! I frown at them and turn back to the man
                  “No that’s ok, it was an accident.” I say smiling