Riggs by Crystal Daniels & Sandy Alvarez

Author:Crystal Daniels & Sandy Alvarez [Daniels, Crystal & Alvarez, Sandy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-06-15T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Riggs

It's been a few hours since leaving Luna upstairs, and that is precisely where I left my concentration as well. Even the regular noise from the live music playing tonight, mixed with the patrons having a good time isn't enough to drown out my all-consuming thoughts of her. Like a movie scene set on loop, I replay her lips on mine for the first time. I haven't taken my eyes off the back-entrance, which leads to my apartment. Maybe I shouldn't have kissed her. Not so soon. My self-control went right out the fucking window. Goddamn, the way her body melted against my touch; like she'd been craving me as much as I'd been craving her.

"Riggs." Wick's voice draws me from my thoughts. Snapping my head around, I look at my brother.

"Yeah?"

Dragging a chair from the next table, Wick sits across from me, straddling it. "What's up with you tonight?"

"Nothin'." Picking up the glass of whiskey sitting on the table in front of me, I bring the rim to my lips, inhaling the smokiness of the aged bourbon before tipping my head back. The smooth, earthy flavor coats my tongue doing nothing to erase the taste of Luna.

Leaning forward, Wick braces his forearms on the back of the chair. He studies me for a beat. In the background, Fender starts strumming a new tune on his guitar. "Spit it out." I down the rest of the brown liquor in the bottom of the glass in my hand.

"She's got you feelin' something," Wick says, and I grunt. My best friend sees right through me. He grins. "We all see it. You got the look."

"What look is that, brother?" I ask.

"The one that has you looking past tomorrow," he says, hitting the nail on the head. "She's got herself mixed up in some serious shit. Rex wants her bad. My gut tells me the fucker will stop at nothing to get her."

My body grows tense. "He'll have to go through me first."

"Is she worth dying for?" His question pisses me off.

"If keeping her from harm meant taking my last breath, I would do it," I tell him with certainty.

Wick nods then looked past my shoulder. Whatever catches his eye causes his face to harden. "Third guy positioned near the end of the bar," he lifts his chin. Turning, I look over my shoulder at the man in question and recognize him immediately. We've run the asshat off before when we caught him peddling drugs to the crowds outside our bar about a month ago. "The fucker just dropped some shit into the little brunette's drink sitting beside him."

I take the scene in for a second. She's talking to a couple of guys. I notice their body language and catch the slight nod to the guy behind her; the one Wick's attention is trained on. "Looks like the three of them are in on it. Those two distracted her long enough for their buddy there to slip her something." Both of us are out of our chairs and across the bar within seconds.

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