Halo (Fallen Angel, #1)(29)

Halo’s hips shoved up from the couch against blondie’s hand, and as his eyes roved up to my face, I grinned and mouthed, Like what you see? Halo blinked as though I’d snapped him out of some kind of trance, and when Brett flicked his tongue over my tingling nipple, I lowered my eyes back to his.

Brett smiled up at me, and I forced a smirk—the one I knew would drive him fucking wild—and then leaned down and pressed my lips against his. “You have a talented fucking mouth.”

Brett’s eyes shone with pleasure as his lips curved against mine.

“Why don’t you show me just how talented it can be?”

Brett nodded eagerly as he slid off my thighs, lowering to the ground on his knees. When he reached for my open jeans to pull them down around my hips, Halo jackknifed to his feet, as though someone had goosed him on the ass.

My eyes flew up to his, and the annoyance and confusion swirling in them made it crystal clear Halo was fighting whatever it was he was feeling—and judging by the hard cock in his jeans, that was a whole fucking lot.

Before I could say anything—what, I didn’t exactly know—Halo put his empty tumbler on the table and, without a thought to the women he’d left on the couch, made a beeline for the VIP restrooms.

Fuck. What the hell just happened?

As Halo disappeared out of sight, I glanced back to Brett and put a hand to his shoulder.

“Wait,” I said, and then ground my teeth together, indecision warring. I knew I should just forget about Halo, let him do his thing. That was why I was here, but— Oh, fucking hell. “I’ll be right back.”

“Wh…what? Did I do something wrong?” Brett pursed his lips in a pout I knew would feel really good around my cock, but—

“No,” I said as I zipped up and ran a hand through my hair. “You order yourself whatever you like, and I’ll be right back.”

Before Brett could say anything else, I shoved up to my feet and headed in the same direction Halo had run to, and when I saw the back hallway was empty, I shoved open the door to the men’s room.

The deep blue light shimmered off the black tiles on the floor, and there was a wall of mirrors where the glass sinks were reflecting the opulence of the room. Off to one side was a vanity with a crystal vase with every size condom known to man, and beside that, a second one holding a variety of flavored lubes.

None of that was what I was looking for, though. What I was looking for was—

“What are you doing in here?”

Halo.

I turned away from the hallway that led to the facilities at the back, to find him standing in front of one of the couches in the aptly named “chill zone.”

I swept my eyes down his body and noted his hands balled by his sides. “Maybe I needed to take a piss.”

“Bullshit,” Halo said, and my lips quirked at his tone—someone was not happy, and maybe slightly drunk. “Try again.”

I’d never been one to beat around the bush, and with the tequila buzzing through me, I was even less inclined to keep a lid on it. So I moved closer until only inches separated us and shrugged. “I wanted to see where you ran off to.”

“I didn’t run off.”

“Looked like it to me.”

“Well, excuse me if I didn’t want to sit there and watch you get your dick sucked.”

“Why not?” I said. “You not into watching? You like to participate? I’d be more than happy to accommodate you, Angel.”

Halo’s eyes narrowed to slits. “I think I’ve been pretty clear that I’m not into guys, Viper. Give it a rest, would you?”

I shoved my hands into my pockets to keep them from doing something stupid, like grabbing his chin and making him admit that was a fucking lie. But when Halo dropped his eyes to my open jeans, I decided to go a different route.

“You didn’t seem that interested in the women out there, so you can hardly blame me for being a little…confused.”

It worked like a charm.

Halo’s eyes flew back to mine. “I was interested.”

“Could’ve fooled me.” I let my gaze drop to his scowling lips and chuckled. “I bet you can’t even describe the one who had her hand on your dick.”

Halo’s mouth opened and then shut. “I bet you can’t describe the guy who was about to suck yours.”

“You’re right,” I agreed, and then leaned forward on my toes, getting in his personal space. “I was too busy looking at you.”

Halo’s eyes widened until they looked as though they were about to fall out, and then he shook his head, blinked a couple of times, and, without another word, stepped around me and walked out of the bathroom.

Well, that’ll give him something to think about later, won’t it?





Nineteen





Halo





WHAT THE HELL happened back there?

I clasped my hands behind my neck and stared up at the ceiling of my apartment, unable to get Viper’s words from earlier out of my head.

“I was too busy looking at you.”

Why? Why the fuck was he looking at me? He had a waiting list of men to choose from, so it wasn’t like he was hard up for attention. Why bother with someone he knew was straight, especially when I’d reminded him more than once?