Love by Design by Wynne Roman

Love by Design by Wynne Roman

Author:Wynne Roman [Roman, Wynne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-05-25T16:00:00+00:00


Seven

TALON

Ainsley is standing at the opposite end of the bar, drinking and talking with Joker, Sassy, and a couple of other brothers’ ol’ ladies. I noticed her the second she walked in, like some zing of electricity connected us. Not sure how I feel about that.

I didn’t look at her right away, didn’t let her or anyone else witness my reaction. I don’t understand it myself, so I’m sure as hell not ready to let others see anything.

Instead, I drink my beer and try to ignore Bumblebee. She’s not taking the hint. It’s my own damn fault; I fucked her a few times, maybe a couple more than some of the other mamas, and now she thinks it means something.

It doesn’t. It was just easy. I haven’t touched her in three or four weeks and don’t have any interest in her now. My dick is soft and indifferent to her attention. I talked to her about it once, but I’m gonna have to do it again.

Not now, though.

I grab my beer and stand, my movements sharp and unexpected. Bumblebee stumbles back a pace, and I smile to myself. It satisfies me to be so unpredictable.

I stalk over to Ainsley just as Joker separates himself from the group and heads over to where Nyet is calling for him. Well, shit. There goes my wingman.

“Hello, ladies,” I say, deliberately aiming for a flirty tone. They laugh and give me smiles, as expected.

All except Ainsley.

I train my gaze directly on her. “How’s your first Hell’s Creed party, sweet thing?”

Her eyes narrow. “Fine.”

So she hasn’t warmed up, even in this social setting. I grin, enjoying the challenge.

“Your guys look like they’re having fun.” I point to where Fishnet is chatting up Kyle. The girls don’t usually have the go-ahead to randomly fuck guys from outside the club, but Joker made an exception for Ainsley’s crew. They’re doing us a solid, and we can return the favor.

She glances across the room, but I get no clues from her expression or body language. After a few seconds, she gives a quick, simple nod, and says, “Thank you for inviting us.”

“We wouldn’t have a reason for the party without you,” Sassy laughs.

Ainsley’s lips twist like she’s supposed to be smiling. “Lucky for you, then, Talon.” Ainsley shoots me a look. A frowning, judgy look.

“What does that mean?”

“Looks like you got right to it.” Her eyes flicker to where I was sitting at the bar. Bumblebee stares back with a frown.

“What —” I stop, start again. “You mean her?”

“That’s my cue,” announces Sassy with a laugh. “See you later, Ainsley.” She and the ol’ ladies scatter like rats off a sinking ship.

What the fuck?

Is Ainsley jealous? The idea intrigues me enough that I flash her a shit-eating grin and take a couple of steps closer. Enough to put us practically toe to toe.

“What are you doing?” she whisper yells.

“Nothing. Talking to you.”

“Well . . .” She huffs a sharp breath. “You should stop.”

“Why?”

“Your girlfriend’s watching.”

I was right. She is jealous.



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