Blood of Fate by Leeah Taylor

Author:Leeah Taylor [Leeah Taylor]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Leeah Taylor
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Riley | 11

She tried to make him put her to work, but he pointed to a stool and told her to sit. To prove she wasn’t about to be ordered around, Riley planted her ass on his bar top. Ollie only smirked in his charming and sexy way while shaking his head.

Natural, like it was always him and she only needed to find him. She’d never felt something as normal as waking up, curled into his chest that morning, like it was where she was meant to be.

Home.

Safe.

Love at first sight wasn’t an idea she believed in, and she wasn’t sure she did now, but it was something at first sight with Ollie and not just attraction. Love remained to be seen. He’d be easy to love though, and she knew it before the sex.

During the day, the bar was empty save for a handful of staff. It was bright, and a sweet scent hung lightly in the air. There was something magnetic, magical, about the old building.

“How old is this place?”

Ollie had stopped and looked up from the paperwork in front of him. “Well, I was flashing my charming smile in this place when it was nothing more than this bar top, the back room and half the dance floor, which wasn’t a dance floor.”

“And how old were you?”

He smirked. “Seventeen or so. Maybe sixteen.”

“Wow,” she scanned the old wooden beams holding the building up. “So, old.”

“Yep,” he laughed. “I’m old.”

“Don’t look a day over twenty-five.”

The smirk turned to a gentle smile with the light reaching his eyes. “Added onto it late eighteen hundred. More in the early nineteen hundred.”

“Who owns it exactly?”

“We all do, but it’s my bar. Damien and Lucien just profit from it.”

“Ollie,” the petite pink haired girl popped out of the backroom. A grin grew and eyes sparkled as she took Riley in. “Oh, well, hello.”

“Ivy, behave.” Ollie said with an edge to his voice.

The grin widened with a devious spark. “Now, boss, you know better than to tell me that.”

He smirked. “Ivy…”

She giggled. “Isn’t he cute when he gets all flustered?”

“Not flustered.”

“You look a little flustered,” Ivy teased.

Riley bit back a smirk.

“Did you need something?” Ollie asked.

“Yep,” she bobbed her head. “Need to borrow ya.”

“I’ll be right back, Sweets.”

The pet name made her more smitten with him, and it seemed to be a Frost brother quirk. It was the way he said it with his own tender sweetness, but a hungry need laced through it. And the need flickering in his gaze only fed her own.

She looked over the bar again, taking in the warmth oozing from everywhere, like Ollie’s spirit somehow fused into the wood. She could see the place becoming home. Sterling. Juleps. The Frosts.

“Huh, the werecat.”

The chilly tone, spiked with a hint of resentment, slithered down her spine and she bristled before twisting around on the bar top. Any threat she may have had from his voice vanished when she took in a thin blonde. She looked him up and down with her brow arched.

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