Dance of the Crystal by Cris Anson

Author:Cris Anson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Erotic, Romance
ISBN: 1-4199-0552-X
Publisher: Ellora's Cave Publishing, Inc.
Published: 2006-03-17T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

“You’re grouchier than usual, boss.”

Soren gave Trang the gimlet eye. He’d managed to make a detour to the men’s room to shuck off the used yet unused condom, but his cock and balls were still pelting him with major distress signals. And wouldn’t Trang be tickled to hear that from her grouchy boss. “Damn drinkers are going to make me lose my liquor license if they don’t hustle their asses out the door in ten minutes. Some of them look like they’re settling in for the night. Tell Mags to roust Booths Two and Three. Or better yet, send Coral to bus their tables and give them a nudge.”

“Right.” Trang chewed on her lower lip a moment, no doubt gauging how far she could push him, then without another word turned and hailed the waitress.

He knew he should start reconciling the till. He should be taking liquor inventory. He should be filling the heavy-duty glass-washer. Instead, Soren ducked under the counter and weaved his way through the tables trying not to look like he was looking for someone. Damn, Table Six had been bussed and wiped dry. Its former occupants, all three females, had disappeared. How could Crystal have just walked out on him and left him feeling like a sailor on his first shore leave in a year who was dumped on a deserted island?

If she’d left the bar with one of those yahoos—

Don’t make it any worse than it is, dammit.

After a complete circuit of the tables and booths, he had to accept that she’d left Thor’s Hammer. He hoped she’d at least gotten into her car safely. And alone.

Damn, that’s why he steered clear of women. How could he have forgotten how his mother had played his father for a fool?

Kitchen. Maybe Mags hid her in the kitchen so she wouldn’t have to fend off a guy on the make who wouldn’t take no for an answer. He was headed in that direction when Trang caught his attention.

“Phone,” she mouthed, holding up the receiver.

Crystal.

You idiot, why would she call? If she wanted him, why wouldn’t she just wait for him? Or maybe some broad kicked Rolf out and he needed help getting home. Then he snorted. Rolf kicked out of a woman’s bed? Get real.

With a sigh, he wended his way to the still-noisy bar. Trang gave him an “I don’t know who it is” shrug. He took the phone from her outstretched hand. “Thorvald.”

“Hi, there. I’m waiting for you.”

His cock jumped to attention at the breathy sound of Crystal’s voice. He turned to the wall, cupped a hand to his free ear to drown out the cacophony behind him. “Where?”

A giggle made him wonder how much she’d had to drink. “Upstairs.”

“What?” He squelched the instinctive need to turn his head upward, as if he could see through the beams and the ceiling. “How did—never mind. Don’t move.”

He slammed the receiver back into the cradle. “Where’s Magnus?”

“Right behind you. I just locked up the pool room.”

“She

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