Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 66454 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 332(@200wpm)___ 266(@250wpm)___ 222(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 66454 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 332(@200wpm)___ 266(@250wpm)___ 222(@300wpm)
“At least you’ll go faster,” she says.
I smirk at her. “Precisely!”
I sway my hips to the beat of the music booming through the club. I slowly raise my arms with a drink in my right hand. It’s dark, but the lights flash every few beats and the up lighting gives the club a hot vibe I’ve grown to love. This is our place to unwind. And I enjoy every minute of it. I like getting lost in the seductive beats.
Gwen bumps her ass into me and shakes it while sticking her tongue out, making me laugh. I look around, wondering who she’s putting a show on for.
I don’t see anyone staring back, so I smack her ass playfully and let out a laugh. I’m definitely buzzed and enjoying this night. I start work in one week, and I’ve gotta pack my shit up, move and get settled. I don’t have much, but it’s going to keep me busy. Tonight I can just enjoy myself though. I can have a little fun and take in the moment.
Gwen stands upright and turns to face me, mimicking my movements. She leans forward, unsteady on her heels. I quickly balance her, grabbing onto her arm and we both laugh. It’s getting late and I think she’s had more than enough to drink. I’ve had my fair share, and my feet are killing me. I’m more than happy to call it a night.
“Wanna go?” I ask her, practically screaming so she can hear me over the booming music.
“But Mr. McHotStuff saw!” she screams in my ear.
“Who?” I scrunch my forehead and look through the crowd as she points behind me. My heart stops in my chest, and my skin chills as I see him.
“He’s all yours, baby! He hasn’t taken his eyes off of you.” I barely hear her voice.
Kade.
I stare back at him, not knowing what to do. I’m afraid to move, afraid to breathe even. I’ve thought I'd seen him a hundred times before, but it was never him.
I’m afraid if I blink, he’ll vanish.
“Kade?” I whisper. And as though I’ve broken the spell, he turns and pushes through the crowd, leaving me.
Gwen grips onto my arm as I try to leave. “Where are you going?” she screams over the music with a worried look in her eyes.
I shake my head at her and point to the bar. “I’ll meet you there in ten.”
She points her finger at me. “Ten minutes.”
I’d laugh at her trying to be the responsible one if I had any humor in me, but I don’t. My blood pumps with adrenaline and anxiety as I push past the swaying hips on the dance floor and search for Kade.
I make it through the crowd and out to the other side in time to see Kade looking back over his shoulder and walking through the exit door.
I don’t even hesitate. I’m not letting him get away from me.
I practically run in my heels to catch the door before it closes and yell out, “Kade!” as I see his back.
There are a few people out here smoking by the door. I barely notice them even though they stopped talking the moment I yelled. I’m sure they’re staring, but I don’t care.
Kade stops walking, but he doesn’t turn around.
I take a few hesitant steps toward him but stay a few feet away. It’s late and dark, but there are lights out here on the sides of the building. I can hear the low music get louder as the back door opens and then it dims as the door shuts with a loud click.
It’s almost silent, save the sounds of the cars on the street at the end of the alley and the faint beat of the bass from inside the club.
“Kade?” I weakly call out to him. “Please,” I start to beg him, but my throat closes and tears prick my eyes. I’d give anything to be with him. But he left as soon as he saw me. Nothing’s changed. He doesn’t want to be with me.
“You never loved me, did you?” I talk to his back, but that finally gets a reaction from him. He turns around, and my heart slows.
He still looks the same.
His sharp jaw has several days of stubble and his hair is grown out slightly, but the dominance and hard features are still present and they make me want to drop to my knees in this dirty alley. But I don’t. I won’t do that for a man who doesn’t love me.
He opens his mouth, but doesn’t say anything. He swallows thickly and watches the door as it opens, bringing the loud noises of the club along with it. He closes the space between us and puts his hand on my hip, although his eyes are on whoever left the building. I can hear their steps grow distant as they walk in the opposite direction and farther away from us.