Say It's Forever (Redemption Hills #2)(65)

Logan cracked up and grabbed Trent by the shoulder, rocking him around a bit, dude all grins and easiness. “Now that’s what the asshole should have been doing, but he’s been storming around here like the devil he used to be. Ruining my night. I mean, come on, look at this place. There are no bad nights. Look at all that deliciousness waiting out there for us to taste.”

I think Logan actually whimpered as he gazed out at the women prancing around half naked on the dance floor. Funny how a month ago I would have been game. Find a nice, warm body. Make her feel as good as she made me feel, part ways a few hours later, and leave it at that.

I had always left the door wide open so if my life someday returned to me, there would be no connections.

No obstacles.

I shifted, unsettled by the thought.

Logan turned his smug face back our direction. “Here I was, sacrificing all my nights to watch this guy’s son so he could get this place up and running—not that I minded or anything because I love the fuck out of that kid—but now that I’m not playing babysitter any longer, it’s my turn to have a little fun. And lo and behold? Who is trying to wreck it for me? It seems our resident funsucker has returned.”

Logan’s head shook in feigned affliction.

Trent grunted again, then a fucking grin was spreading to his mouth just as I felt the world shift.

My flesh shivered with a rush of intensity, like the crowd had parted and there was only one thing I could see.

Salem.

My stomach dropped to the floor.

She was here.

She was linked elbow-to-elbow with Eden and Tessa, the three of them strutting our way.

She wore this tight black dress that hugged every curve. A slit rode up the side and the neckline dipped low between her perfect tits.

All that devastation wrapped in a black, seductive bow.

Black hair loose and wavy, those eyes taking in the place, jumping all around, but inevitably landing on me. Like neither of us had the choice.

Gravity.

I forced myself to take a gulp of my beer while the expression on Trent’s face shifted from glum to glee.

Lovesick fucker.

“Oh, I see how it is,” Logan whined, elbowing Trent in the ribs. “Now you’re going to fucking smile? And here I thought you loved me?”

“Barely.” Trent grinned, all teeth.

Logan pressed his hand over his heart. “I’m hurt.”

“I’ll show you hurt.” Trent could barely contain his laughter.

“So violent, the both of you.”

Eden, Tessa, and Salem stumbled up to the edge of the table, giggling and whispering under their breaths.

Fuckin’ cute, the three of them.

“We made it! No thanks to this one.” Eden sent a scowl at Tessa who waved her off.

“Pssh, don’t listen to her. Have you seen us?” Tessa swished a melodramatic hand down her body, then she swept it toward Eden and Salem. “Come now. Tell me all of this wasn’t worth that extra time.”

Tessa wasn’t lying.

No matter how hard I tried to stop it, my gaze devoured Salem where she stood next to the table.

A vixen.

A fantasy.

That sweet, sweet enchantress singing her spell.

My stomach tightened in a fist of lust. Dick shouting yes, please.

Salem eyed me like every inch of her was singing the same.

I gave her a jut of my chin, a real easy, “Hey there, darlin’.”

Super casual like seeing her was no big thing, while this girl had me so twisted up, I was pretty sure all it would take was a brush of her hand, and she’d make me forget my name. Forced myself to keep my ass sitting because if I stood, I’d cross the line she’d told me we couldn’t cross again.

“Let me up,” Trent ordered, nudging at Logan to let him out so he could get to his fiancée.

“Hey.” Logan stumbled out of the booth like Trent had shoved him. He popped up onto his feet and straightened out the black button-down he wore. Dude looked like that model again, all grins and charm and…yeah, fucker was slanting all of that at Salem.

My hand curled around my beer bottle, and my knee got to bouncing a million miles a minute.

Didn’t mean for the growl to get loose, but it did.

“Nice to see you again, gorgeous.” Logan held her by the hands, looking her up and down, voice elevated above the din of the club.

“Nice to see you, too,” Salem shouted back at him, though she glanced my way.

The air shivered and shook.

Remaining sitting was brutal. The urge to get up and stake my claim near uncontrollable.

Logan eased over to Eden and gave her a hug. “Big sister, looking mighty fine tonight.”

He was lucky Trent didn’t snap his neck.

Turning to Tessa, he ruffled her hair. “Tessa.”

She tossed a punch to his chest. “Logan! What is wrong with you? You are a total jerk. Do you know how much time I spent on this immaculate design?”

She tried to straighten her hair out.

“And only half a second to muss it up, but I figure this hand is way more pleasure than you’re going to get from limp dick tonight, so you’re welcome.”

He wiggled his fingers in her face.

She smacked them away. “Ewww. And rude. It’s Karl’s birthday. I expect all of you to be on your best behavior.”