Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 72659 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 363(@200wpm)___ 291(@250wpm)___ 242(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72659 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 363(@200wpm)___ 291(@250wpm)___ 242(@300wpm)
Her head is shaking before she can even get the words out. “Nah, I don’t think so.”
“I do,” Jaz grins before giving Elle a look that says ‘I dare you to stop me.’
“Ugh,” she groans as she looks to me. “Fine, but you need to behave.”
With her shoulder still tucked firmly under my arm, I lead her and Jaz towards our table. “I can’t make any promises,” I murmur for only her to hear as my thumb rubs gently over her shoulder. A shiver takes over her and I know she feels it too, that same feeling that’s driving me right now. I just wish she wasn’t so stubborn and would give in to my wicked charm.
We make it to our table and I introduce the girls to everyone and make sure I let Elle know exactly who Jax is on the team as they are bound to meet in a professional capacity eventually. Carter and Sean make their way back to the table and Jaz practically loses her mind.
“Far out, these men are like… wow,” she says as she practically starts drooling. “Why is everyone here taken?”
“It must be your lucky day,” Elle says. “Logan here is as free as a bird. Have at him.”
“Sorry, love,” I say to Jaz. “I’ve got my sights set on someone.”
Jaz lets out a laugh as Elle groans from beside me. “No shit.”
An hour later, the whole table is a mess of girls giggling while the guys are talking louder and louder as they try to be heard over one another. Elle has relaxed just as I assumed she would after a few drinks and is well and truly on her way to being drunk. I absolutely love it.
Another round of champagne flutes is placed down on the table and Elle reaches across to start handing them out to all the girls. She hands one to Sara who instantly declines. “None for me,” she says holding up a hand. “I’m driving.”
Elle pulls the flute back while Brianna reaches out. “I’ll take that,” she says with a flute in each hand.
“That’s right, babe. Drink up,” Carter encourages.
“Aren’t you generally supposed to discourage your girlfriend from drinking so much?” Elle questions.
Carter smirks back at her. “Nah, not this one,” he says. “Brianna gets real kinky when she’s drunk.”
“Oh, God, I want that,” Jaz says as she gets up from the table. “I need to find a man to take home tonight, who’s with me?”
At that, each of the six girls get up, grab their glasses of champagne and head out onto the dance floor, but I’m grinning like a fool as Elle grabs my hand and hauls me up behind her.
Fuck yeah.
The guys follow behind and find their partners and I soon find myself wrapping my arms around Elle and grinding up behind her as she lets loose and dances like a pro. She turns in my arms and grins up at me. “You knew I was here,” she accuses.
“Yeah,” I laugh. “I saw the message come through on your phone yesterday. Is that going to be a problem?”
“Not right now,” she smiles, “But I’m sure it will be come tomorrow.”
“I don’t doubt that,” I tell her as she throws her arms around my neck and rubs her perfect body up against mine.
“Why’d you come?” she questions.
“I can’t answer that,” I say.
“You can’t or you won’t?”
“Can’t,” I confirm. “I have no idea what it is, but there’s something about you and it’s driving me insane.”
She grins up at me. “You’re a smooth talker, Captain.”
“You like it,” I tell her. “In fact, you love it.” Her face flushes once again and I see the denial on her lips. “Don’t deny it, baby. I know you’re not ready and that’s ok. You will be soon.”
Her eyes meet mine and I see the fear behind them. "You're a heartbreaker," she accuses and it all becomes abundantly clear to me. She's scared I'm going to hurt her. That I'm just like all the other players out there and I'm going to have to prove to her that I'm not. I mean, I've definitely had my moments in the past but she's different. She’s someone I want to be around, someone I see myself caring for and I’ve never had that feeling with a woman before.
She’s going to be mine and there’s no doubt about it, she just has to realise it first.
A few hours later, Carter and Bri are practically screwing on the dance floor. Jax has taken Cass home. Sara is yawning at the table and I have no idea what happened to Jace and Lacey but I know Lacey has the shits after Carter dropped the bomb on Jace and let him know about their past.
Elle and Jaz collapse into their seats while Elle pulls out her phone. “I’m going to call a taxi,” she tells Jaz who nods along while downing another glass of champagne.