Wolf Gone Wild by Juliette Cross

Author:Juliette Cross [Cross, Juliette]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Juliette Cross
Published: 2020-01-13T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 20

~EVIE~

“How about a drink before we go?” I hopped up on the stool next to Mateo.

I needed some liquid courage, I had to admit. Seeing Mateo after three days of deprivation was like spiking my bloodstream with a shot of something fizzy and fantastic. And now I needed an actual shot of something to calm me the hell down. Especially when he looked at me the way he was. I was half-drunk already off the smoldering smiles and the heavy-lidded eyes he’d been shooting me all night.

I was nervous. I wasn’t quite sure why, but I could feel that something fundamental had changed since Alpha had gone rogue the other night. I could also sense something coming.

“A Witch’s Brew?” asked JJ.

“Nope. Blood Orange Old Fashioned.” JJ gave me one of his looks. That damn man always saw too much, so I turned to Mateo. “You want one? JJ is a fabulous mixologist. He makes his own bitters and marinates his own cherries. Amazing.”

JJ rolled his eyes and started working his magic. Yeah, though human, his talents behind the bar made us famous all over the city.

“Uh, sure,” said Mateo, a frown pinching his brow for a second.

“I saw you talking to our new live music guy. Jules just hired him today, and I almost fainted because he’s a werewolf. It’s like she’s being open-minded and all, and it’s freaking me out a little. Anyway, you know him?”

He chuckled, probably at my diarrhea of the mouth. JJ slid two of his wonderfully potent drinks in front of us, jabbing mine with a straw in a way that said drink it slow.

“I do know him. Actually, you do, too. Sort of.”

“Huh?” I glanced back at the werewolf strumming and crooning an Evanescence song, his masculine version sounding sexy as hell.

Three wide-band silver rings dragged my attention to his long, masculine fingers moving effortlessly over the strings. A musician’s hands. Wearing a black T-shirt that highlighted his well-toned chest and bronzed biceps, as well as some black ink peeking out and swirling his forearms, he held himself like a man who knew his hotness had conquered many a woman. If I’d met this guy before, I wouldn’t have forgotten him. Trust me. Interestingly, his hotness still didn’t compare to Mateo’s, but that probably had more to do with my stupid heart than my eyes.

“It’s Nico,” he said, hooking his boot on the lower rung of my barstool, his knee pressing against my outer thigh.

“Your cousin?” I plucked the cocktail straw out of my drink and dropped it on a napkin before taking a nice, deep gulp. JJ could suck it. I wasn’t going slow tonight. Mateo’s proximity was already doing swirly, fluttery things to my tummy. “The arrogant ass?”

“The one and the same.” He took a much more leisurely sip of his drink, his smile over the lip of the glass making me warm and melty, more potent than the Bourbon.

“You didn’t tell me he was coming.”

“I didn’t know.” He glanced over at the stage then back at me.

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