Lightstruck by Liz Crowe

Author:Liz Crowe [Crowe, Liz]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Erotic Romance Fiction
Publisher: Totally Bound Publishing
Published: 2017-07-15T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-One

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“Hey, Mamacita, you got a minute?” Ross slid onto a stool in the Fitz Pub. His face felt hot. His ears were buzzing. The events of the past two days had him reeling and antsy—sleepless, and non-stop horny.

Melody appeared from the kitchen wiping her hands on a towel. He leered at her. “You have a nice rack,” he said, conversationally, smiling at the bartender who’d placed a dark stout in front of him.

She flipped him off and leaned in the doorway. “Yes, I know. Now that you’re through harassing me…may I please get back to work?”

“Seriously, Melody, I need to talk to you about something.”

She leaned back into the kitchen and said something in rapid Spanish, then approached him, looking wary. “Seriously? You’re actually serious about something?”

“Yes,” he said, before taking a sip. “Did you get your family all settled back there?”

She propped her elbows on the bar in front of him. “I’m busy doing my grown-up job. What do you want?”

“Sorry. You’re too easy to tease. But I do have a serious topic to broach with you.” He looked around, suddenly nervous. This was, to put it mildly, a delicate subject. But he knew she knew a thing or three about it, at least based on what Evelyn had told him about her new boyfriend.

“Is this about Elle?”

He nodded, feeling half foolish, half hopeful she could shed some light on a few things for him. She sighed. “We need to go somewhere more private for this talk.”

“Are you coming on to me, Señorita?” He put a hand to his chest in fake shock.

“Fuck you, Adolf. Do you want to talk about that poor girl, or what?”

He grabbed his beer and followed her behind the bar, through the kitchen, where the cooks and other staff called out to him. He hollered back greetings until Melody yanked on his T-shirt to get his attention. “Come on, Chatty Cathy. I don’t have a ton of time.”

“Adios, amigos,” he said, waving and following Melody until they got to her small office.

“Sit,” she said, closing the door behind them. After taking her seat behind the small, metal desk covered with various receipts from food vendors and employee time sheets, she clasped her hands on top of it all and leveled her dark gaze at him. “So, if you want to know what I think…”

He nodded, sipping, content to let her lead the conversation.

“I think that the tattoo around her neck is a form of a collar.” She touched her own neck. Ross saw the necklace she’d been wearing lately—a thin, rope-like, silver chain with a funny-looking charm on the front. He squinted and leaned forward.

“Is that a…?”

“It’s a lock,” she said, holding it out. “This is a type of collar. It was a special gift. From my…from Trent.”

“Yeah, so? He has weird taste in charms. What does that have to do with the thing on Elisa’s neck?”

“Trent and I are together, as Dom and sub. The collar is a public symbol of that private relationship.

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