Indecent Cravings by S.K. Cross

Author:S.K. Cross [Cross, S.K.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-07-08T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 5

Javier and Fernando the manager are waiting for me when I step out, Karissa and Jaxon behind them.

“Are you all right?” says Fernando.

The world is still spinning, but I get out the words, “I’m fine, thank you.”

“We’re going home,” says Karissa, taking out her two bills.

“No need for that,” says Fernando. “Your meal is taken care of.”

“Please no,” I say, taking out my as-of-yet unused secret debit card as another wave of nausea hits me and then passes again.

“No, you don’t understand. Your meal was paid for by Señor Thorn.”

“Thorn?” I say, my senses perking up.

“Sí, the man who—” He makes a comical mime interpretation of the Heimlich maneuver. I’d laugh if I didn’t think it would make me throw up again.

Jaxon and Karissa both raise their eyebrows and look at each other, then at me.

“Okay,” says Karissa, “that was very nice of him, but we’re leaving. Come on, honey.”

“I’m sorry,” I say. “I ruined your night.”

“No, you didn’t. Besides, Javier got us a doggy bag. We be eating a fine lunch tomorrow. Let’s go.”

Jaxon goes to retrieve the truck. Karissa takes my arm and we head out. The old woman sitting alone with the fake cigarette holder stares at me again with probing eyes. What the fuck?

“Thank you again,” I say to Javier and Fernando. “Wait, what did you say the man’s name was?”

“Thorn. Lukas Thorn.”

“Thanks.”

On our way out, I look at the table where the man whose name I now know once sat with supermodel Clarissa Stock. But both are gone, a waiter clearing it.

Damn.

We step out onto Ocean Drive. Another wave of nausea washes over me as the heat bitch-slaps me in the face again. A valet hands Karissa a bag like the ones they have on airplanes.

Twenty feet away is another valet handing the keys of a black sports car with a backward E and a B on the front. Into it steps Lukas Thorn, Clarissa Stock beside him. He roars the engine, glances directly at me for a split second with the tiniest hint of a smile, and takes off.

Jaxon’s massive truck pulls up and we get in. I climb in the back and lie down.

My last thought before I pass out is Well, at least I know he likes blondes.

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