Unraveled (The Untangled Series Book 1) by Ivy Layne

Author:Ivy Layne [Layne, Ivy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ginger Quill Press, LLC
Published: 2018-10-09T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Three

Summer

Evers opened the passenger door of the SUV, waiting until I was fastening my seatbelt before closing the door and rounding the hood to get in himself.

As soon as the door was shut, he picked up his phone, tapped the screen, and a moment later said "It's Evers. Run a Warren Smithfield. I need an address. Western North Carolina. Text it to me."

He put the phone in the center console and looked at me with burning eyes. The heat between my legs intensified. My head spun with the utter oddness of the situation.

This whole night had been a big step outside my world. Sleazy bars and strip clubs were not in my universe.

"I never in a million years pictured you in a strip club," Evers said, his voice a low rumble, "but watching you watch that girl dance was the fucking hottest thing I've ever seen."

He'd said that before, in the club. Making sure I understood, I clarified, "Watching me watch her? Don't you mean watching her?"

Slowly, Evers shook his head. "No, baby. I've seen plenty of strippers dance. That girl is nothing next to you. But the look on your face while you watched her dance, your wide eyes and the flush on your cheeks, the way it spread down your neck and across your chest until I wanted to unzip that dress and see how far that pretty pink color went… No, Summer. Watching you watch her. That's what was hot."

Bright light flashed through the windows as a car pulled into the lot, then another. I glanced at the dashboard clock. It was after eight, and Jade had been right, The King's Club was starting to pick up.

Evers noticed, too. "I wish we already had a hotel room. I want you in bed."

He reached across the center console and slid his fingers across my cheek to bury themselves in my hair, curving around the back of my head and pulling me forward until his lips met mine, hungry and impatient.

I shifted in my seat, turning, straining against the seatbelt, trying to get closer. I'd been dead set against that hotel room. Now I was right there with him. We needed a room. A bed.

After almost two months apart, the couch in the library had not been enough.

Evers' phone beeped with a text and he pulled back, breaking our kiss. I let out a short whimper at the loss of contact. At the loss of him.

Checking the screen, he stared at the address for a moment before he said, "I guess you get your wish. We're headed to Griffen's hometown. Your father's friend has a place in the hills outside of Sawyers Bend."

The sun was slowly setting over the mountains as we drove west out of Asheville. The city transitioned quickly to suburbs and then, in the blink of an eye, to nothing but green mountains.

The drive wasn't much more than a half hour, and again, the transition from mountains to civilization was abrupt. No fast food restaurants or big box stores, just the four-lane road moving to two lanes and then Main Street.

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