back at her from the mirror above the sink that
she had the just fucked look on her face. Her hair was in disarray, and she
could see the telltale scrape along her jaw from the stubble on his face.
V
realized her panties were torn, and managed to slip them down her legs while
Zane was turned away from her. She glanced around the small bathroom and knew
there was no way she was leaving them there. Since she didn’t have any pockets,
she wasn’t sure what the hell she was going to do. Zane solved her problem when
he turned to face her, that wicked gleam in his eyes as he held out his hand.
Hesitantly,
she dropped her panties into his hands and watched as he slipped them in the
front pocket of his jeans. Oh, God! How was she going to be able to look
at him knowing her torn panties were in his pocket?
“I’ll
give you a minute,” Zane whispered, dropping a quick kiss on her lips before
slipping out the door.
V
swiftly locked the door, realizing she was in the men’s bathroom. Staring back
at the woman in the mirror, she couldn’t resist the urge to smile. Even with
her heart raising all kinds of questions, V did her best to ignore the
overprotective organ. What she had just done was wild, crazy and ultimately the
most exciting thing she had ever done. From the minute Zane had started talking
dirty to her at the table, V knew she had to have him.
He
was right, yesterday was just a tease, and she had wanted him again as soon as
he walked in the door tonight. Running her fingers through her hair, trying to
put it back in place, she accepted the fact there was no disguising what just
happened between them.
Turning
on the water, V quickly washed up. When she felt semi-presentable, she unlocked
the door and then stepped out into the hall, finding Zane leaning against the
wall waiting for her. His head was down, but she knew he saw her. Taking
tentative steps, she approached him and waited to see what he was going to say
next.
“I
will have you again before the night is over,” he warned her, and V smiled once
more.
As
he took her hand, she allowed him to lead her back down the hall and into the
open area of the bar. Thankfully, everyone seemed to be minding their own
business. She had no idea how long they were gone, but it didn’t seem like it
was too long. As she slid back into the booth, she was reminded that she didn’t
have panties on as the cool, silky material of her skirt brushed against her
butt. Her face heated, and she looked up to see Zane staring back at her.
“God,
you’re beautiful,” he whispered and V wondered whether he actually meant to say
the words.
A
minute later, Zoey and Kaleb returned to the table, and if either of them knew
what just happened they were kind enough not to act as though they did. V would
have given anything for another beer, but she knew she couldn’t afford to take
the chance of lowering her inhibitions any more than they already were. She
didn’t even want to think what she might do if she were actually drunk around
Zane.
Chapter Six
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“Who’ll
backfill your position when you take over the club at AI?” Kaleb asked a short while
later when he and Zoey returned to the table.
Zane
felt V’s eyes on him.
“You’re
going to manage one of the clubs?” V turned slightly in her seat to look at him
directly.
“Yes.”
That was the plan at least. Not that he wasn’t sure of his decision, but he
hadn’t had the opportunity to speak to Travis and he still wondered whether he
would get any pushback from his oldest brother.
“A sex club?” V clarified, and Zane glanced down at her, his arm still looped
over the back of the booth behind her.
“Yes.”
He wasn’t quite sure whether she was trying to go somewhere with her questions,
or if she were just confirming.
“I
was thinking V would be a perfect person to manage the spa,” Zoey added when
the table fell silent. Zane had still been watching V, so he noticed the way
her eyes widened in