Bitter Edge : A Hero Club Novel by Ariana Rose & Hero Club

Author:Ariana Rose & Hero Club [Rose , Ariana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Cocky Hero Club, Inc.
Published: 2020-09-12T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 25

Cierra

I know I don’t have a ton to compare it to, but this is without a doubt the best kiss of my life. I knew it was coming. I could feel it before I left. I wonder if that’s weird. I could feel this sensation in my body. I knew what it was, but I never felt it that strong before.

What I felt before was not intense. This is turning into a standing too close to the fire, in the bright sun on the equator, in the middle of summer intense. I was so excited I was nervous. I don’t get nervous. I didn’t get the name Ice Queen from the number of medals or competitions I’ve won for nothing.

I’m always cool under pressure. At least I was until him. I know that’s part of why I fight him so hard. He scares me. Not in a creepy kind of way, but in an I have no fucking clue what I’m doing, I want to do things with him I’ve never done before way.

That few minutes I took in the ladies’ room was to try and chill out. I ran some cold water over my hands and wrists. I took a few deep breaths and tried to lower my heart rate. Before I left to go back into the club, I looked at myself in the mirror and told myself to just forget everything I was feeling.

The minute I get to the far edge of the dance floor and I can see him nursing his beer, the last five minutes of chill go out the window and fast. He’s looked like a GQ model all night. Then, the view of him simply sitting in that booth. Shit! His blond hair is messed up in the front and hanging a bit long over one eye. The Stanley Cup ring his father gifted him is reflecting in all the lights on his right hand.

He looks dangerous in his black, long-sleeve button-down shirt with black dress pants to match. Like a bow around his waist is a black leather belt with a silver buckle, which might as well be blinking like the signs all up and down the strip. All he’s missing is a jacket, and I would have thought he was a prince from a fairy tale, a very dirty one. I’ve had enough fantasies about marrying one to know that he is no prince. He is far better because I can touch him, and that’s exactly what I want to do.

The lights turn all shades of gold and purple when Prince fills the room. My mom was a huge fan, so this song was super familiar to me. I am constantly hoping not to fall over in these heels. However, I’m glad I have them on, especially with this dress. I would have never worn a dress like this before today. I feel different today period.

I make sure I’m on a clear path back to him when I see him rise from the booth.

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