she wanted to be a hard hitting journalist, she was going to have to get out more often.
They took up a table at the back of the room, one of the only unoccupied ones that didn’t wobble. The server, Danika, was on them as soon as they sat down.
“Luke, hey.” She dropped a couple coasters onto the table, fixing both of them with a wide grin. “What can I get you?”
“A Bud for me, Dani.” Luke turned to Shayla. “You?”
“I’ll have the same, please.”
Shayla’s eyes tracked over Danika, probably wondering if she and Luke had ever banged. They had, of course. Just the once though, to bite through their sexual tension. He and Danika weren’t compatible in the least, but they got along well as friends. Should he tell Shayla that Danica was happily married? She’d met the guy not long after she and Luke hooked up. He always joked that it was his dick that helped her find her soulmate.
No, it was way too fun watching her fill with jealousy.
Danika headed off to grab their beers, and Luke turned his smile to Shayla. “What kind of places do you normally go for a drink?”
She glanced around. “Places that health inspectors visit on a frequent basis.”
He laughed. “Boring. I like each night out to be a game of Russian Roulette.”
Shayla tugged off her blazer, and Luke watched the motion with interest. Something about the way she took off her clothes was so sexy to him. He couldn’t wait to see her take off the rest of them.
Danika came back with their drinks. “Thanks,” Luke said, grabbing his beer and tilting his head back to take a gulp.
When he looked back at Shayla, she had nearly finished hers. He eyed the half empty bottle. “A little nervous, are we?”
“Thirsty.”
Her eyes were two pristine sapphires in the dimly lit hellhole, shining and drawing him in. Her face was so expressive; it was a treat just to watch her think.
“How many drinks do you think you’ll need to quench that pesky thirst?”
She took another gulp. “I don’t know.” She licked her lips, and Luke nearly groaned from how much he wanted to taste them.
“I bet you I’ve got something a little more satisfying at my apartment,” he said, watching the blush rise up her cheeks.
She took another swig, finishing the bottle. He watched her face: curiosity, trepidation, eagerness, worry. She was as conflicted inside as he’d ever seen a girl. But beyond anything else, there was an underlying lust that he knew would see the night ending with her underneath him, screaming his name.
“Let’s have another drink here and go see what you’ve got to offer,” she said, a seductive smile on those plump lips.
It nearly had Luke undone.
“That sounds like a great plan.” He put up his hand in a gesture for Danika to bring them two more beers, his eyes never leaving Shayla’s.
“I’m just going to go to the bathroom,” she said. She stood from the chair and looked around.
Luke pointed toward the back. “Head that way. Don’t take the first door, because that just goes back outside. I think the women’s is the second door on the right.”
She nodded and headed off, and the view of her ass was too much. He stood and followed her, though she was too intent on finding her destination to notice the footsteps behind her in the hallway. He reached out and grabbed her hand, jolting her to a stop.
Shayla turned around and looked like she was about to scream, then when she saw who it was her lips parted, but no words came out. But Luke wasn’t here for words.
He slammed her against the wall and ground the bulge in his jeans against her hips, covering her mouth with his and mashing their lips together. Shayla let out a low moan, wrapping her arms around his neck and angling her body up to get more of him. They were alone in the hallway, but even if Hector himself had come strolling down that hallway, Luke
They took up a table at the back of the room, one of the only unoccupied ones that didn’t wobble. The server, Danika, was on them as soon as they sat down.
“Luke, hey.” She dropped a couple coasters onto the table, fixing both of them with a wide grin. “What can I get you?”
“A Bud for me, Dani.” Luke turned to Shayla. “You?”
“I’ll have the same, please.”
Shayla’s eyes tracked over Danika, probably wondering if she and Luke had ever banged. They had, of course. Just the once though, to bite through their sexual tension. He and Danika weren’t compatible in the least, but they got along well as friends. Should he tell Shayla that Danica was happily married? She’d met the guy not long after she and Luke hooked up. He always joked that it was his dick that helped her find her soulmate.
No, it was way too fun watching her fill with jealousy.
Danika headed off to grab their beers, and Luke turned his smile to Shayla. “What kind of places do you normally go for a drink?”
She glanced around. “Places that health inspectors visit on a frequent basis.”
He laughed. “Boring. I like each night out to be a game of Russian Roulette.”
Shayla tugged off her blazer, and Luke watched the motion with interest. Something about the way she took off her clothes was so sexy to him. He couldn’t wait to see her take off the rest of them.
Danika came back with their drinks. “Thanks,” Luke said, grabbing his beer and tilting his head back to take a gulp.
When he looked back at Shayla, she had nearly finished hers. He eyed the half empty bottle. “A little nervous, are we?”
“Thirsty.”
Her eyes were two pristine sapphires in the dimly lit hellhole, shining and drawing him in. Her face was so expressive; it was a treat just to watch her think.
“How many drinks do you think you’ll need to quench that pesky thirst?”
She took another gulp. “I don’t know.” She licked her lips, and Luke nearly groaned from how much he wanted to taste them.
“I bet you I’ve got something a little more satisfying at my apartment,” he said, watching the blush rise up her cheeks.
She took another swig, finishing the bottle. He watched her face: curiosity, trepidation, eagerness, worry. She was as conflicted inside as he’d ever seen a girl. But beyond anything else, there was an underlying lust that he knew would see the night ending with her underneath him, screaming his name.
“Let’s have another drink here and go see what you’ve got to offer,” she said, a seductive smile on those plump lips.
It nearly had Luke undone.
“That sounds like a great plan.” He put up his hand in a gesture for Danika to bring them two more beers, his eyes never leaving Shayla’s.
“I’m just going to go to the bathroom,” she said. She stood from the chair and looked around.
Luke pointed toward the back. “Head that way. Don’t take the first door, because that just goes back outside. I think the women’s is the second door on the right.”
She nodded and headed off, and the view of her ass was too much. He stood and followed her, though she was too intent on finding her destination to notice the footsteps behind her in the hallway. He reached out and grabbed her hand, jolting her to a stop.
Shayla turned around and looked like she was about to scream, then when she saw who it was her lips parted, but no words came out. But Luke wasn’t here for words.
He slammed her against the wall and ground the bulge in his jeans against her hips, covering her mouth with his and mashing their lips together. Shayla let out a low moan, wrapping her arms around his neck and angling her body up to get more of him. They were alone in the hallway, but even if Hector himself had come strolling down that hallway, Luke
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