Hunting Truth by Chase J. D

Author:Chase, J. D. [Chase, J. D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Amazon: B00I53UZRW
Goodreads: 17392980
Publisher: J.D. Chase
Published: 2014-01-29T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

I cursed my heeled boots as I tried to run after them. Scott had slipped through the door to reception and Lucas had almost reached it when I was only halfway across the room. I finally reached the door and almost howled in frustration when I realized I didn’t have a key card to open it. I banged my fists on it and yelled but I knew it was a thick, solid steel door and nobody was likely to hear me. I paced up and down but nobody came. Eventually, I walked over to the bar, grabbed a bottle of Jack Daniels and poured it down my throat until it burned and I coughed and spluttered.

“I hope you’ve paid for that,” a voice said suddenly. It was the kind of husky voice that could be sexily seductive and I’m sure I heard a trace of an Italian accent but it held a disdainful edge when it spoke to me. I didn’t turn around; I just knew I wouldn’t like whoever it belonged to and that they wouldn’t like me.

“That’s a little tricky when the barman appears to have deserted his post,” I muttered.

“So you just help yourself? That figures,” said the voice scornfully, and I instantly knew who it belonged to . . . Ava. And she was jealous of my relationship with Lucas, of that I would bet good money.

I plastered a huge smile on my face and turned to face her. “Ah, you must be Ava. I’m Issy Prince, Lucas Hunter’s significant other. How delightful to meet you. I’ve heard so much about you.”

Her usually breathtakingly beautiful face was contorted as her eyes and lips narrowed. Bingo! She’s definitely jealous. I couldn’t understand why, she and Lucas were ancient history because he couldn’t give her what she wanted . . . but she still wanted him.

“Yes, I’m Ava and I’m the manager of this club. I’m afraid that it is a members only club so I’m going to have to ask you to leave the premises immediately.” She smiled but it didn’t reach her eyes.

“Nothing would give me greater pleasure but I can’t open the security door,” I said, returning her fake smile.

“Well, let me assist you with that,” she replied, waving a key card in front of my face.

“Oh thank you, I don’t enjoy being held captive,” I said drily and then, for pure devilment, I added, “Except when Lucas restrains me to inflict all manner of pleasure and pain on my poor body, of course.”

Her eyes narrowed again and her jaw muscles worked furiously. I’d bet anything that she was resisting the urge to slap me. Abruptly, she turned on her six-inch heel and spat over her shoulder, “I think you should leave.”

“With pleasure,” I muttered as I followed her to the door.

As we reached the exit, she waved her key card across the wall-mounted panel and the door clicked open. Immediately, Lucas’ angry voice reached my ears and I rudely pushed Ava out of the way to see what was happening.

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