~ Knox ~
Why is fate tormenting me? I’m meant to be keeping my distance, not watching her dance like a sexy vixen across the dance floor in a knock out dress. A dress that only highlights her red hair even more.
I regret coming, because watching her and not be able to touch her is fucking with my mind.
It doesn’t help that her brother, the one that usually lifts even the darkest of soul’s spirits, is drinking himself into oblivion. I don’t know what is going on with him all of a sudden, as soon as that blonde arrived during the meal…it’s like he’s had a personality shift.
“Another?” He grunts at me as he refills our shot glasses.
“What’s up pal?”
“Nothing.” He sneers, his eyes darting to the blonde on the dance floor before he downs his shot, refilling it instantly.
He could have fooled me.
Sod this, I’m not going to be the one to babysit a drunken Jace and carry his sad ass home when his legs give way.
I was getting ready to call it a night when the dick Red seems to have allowed herself to become attached to walks into the club…acting like a fucking peacock, as if he owns this place.
Maybe I’ll stay for a few more drinks after all.
The girls move off the dance floor, heading to the bar…Red stopping right in front of me. My eyes roam the length of her, she looked good enough to eat tonight. But then again she looks hot in anything. I down my shot, my body oozing coldness…a mask for what I really want.
“Looks like lover boy is coming over.” I callously say, as I look over her shoulder. My demeanour is stony, but it’s nothing to the steely expression that forms upon her face and the perfected timed reply that stabs at my chest.
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