Forever Claiming You: Grudging Hearts Book 3 by Arthurs Nia

Author:Arthurs, Nia
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-10-20T16:00:00+00:00

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This is my favorite kind of bar—music blasting from the speakers (EDM, of course), a dance floor filled with people trying to forget their woes, enough women to pick and choose who I’m taking home.

I used to have to drag Brendon here. The fact that he’s volunteering means I’ve really worried him.

My gaze scans the crowded room. It’ll be easy enough to reassure him that I’m the same guy.

I’m still Teale.

I hear hissing next to me and glance to the side. Brendon’s face is squashed in that this is good tequila expression. I grin and sample my own shot. Liquor burns down my throat and falls to the depths of my stomach. Flames spark to life in my veins. A wave of calm washes over me.

I slam the empty glass back on the table. “That was good.”

“It better be. I ordered the best bottle in the house.”

“How pathetic do I look?”

“Very.” Brendon’s grey eyes scour my face.

The music shifts to another song. This one is quieter. Inviting conversation.

Something I don’t want.

I hop off the bar stool before Brendon can start acting like my shrink. “I’m going in.”

He shrugs. Points to the tequila. I’m staying put.

I nod. Suit yourself.

I feel his eyes watching me as I make my way to the dance floor. Brendon and I have managed to stay friends this long because we understand each other. He’s here to rescue me from myself. To throw me a life-vest.

It’s up to me to take it.

Or drown.

Which is the option I’m choosing tonight.

I plan to dive between a woman’s thighs and I won’t emerge until everything in the world feels right again.

My eyes shift through the darkness. I bob my head to the beat—a frantic, electronic thing that’s so loud it can barely count as music.

Almost immediately, a girl starts grinding on me.

It’s dim, but I can see enough. Red hair—probably from a bottle. Dark eyes. Pale skin. A lot of pale skin. She’s wearing a dress that has a cutout all the way to the bellybutton.

Beautiful.

Sexy.

Red fingernails clamor over my biceps.

My lips curl into a smile. There’s no excitement. I’m not expecting any. But I go through the motions anyway.

This is what I’m good at. Who I am.

I’ve never chased after a girl. Never paid attention to one who didn’t want me. There were plenty more who did.

Red Head, for example.

I’m about to bend down. Offer her a drink. Maybe a ride out of here to somewhere more quiet.

A second before I do, someone catches my eye.

She’s short. Small, really. But there’s a circle of distance around her, as if everyone in the club is honoring her space, giving her room to do her thing.

Doesn’t take me long to figure out why she’s earned so much respect. The way she’s dancing…

It’s not overtly sexual like the woman currently humping my leg. It’s… different. Free. Completely devoid of inhibitions. She’s got her arms in the air, over her head. Hips shimmy back and forth.

They’re not fancy moves. This isn’t fancy music.

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