Taking Shots (Assassins, #1)(52)



“Harp, please, its fine. Come on,” Elli said, pulling on Harper’s arm.

“What are you trying to say? What, that Shea doesn’t date beautifully sized women; or that Jakob couldn’t get someone as hot as me?” Roxy took a step back, but Harper followed “Because if you’re thinking what I think your thinking, I might have to break that fake nose of yours, you dumb bitch.”

“Okay, now, come on, Harper.”

Jakob came out of nowhere, wrapping Harper up in his arms, walking her away. Shea was right behind him, sending a look at the girls, then Elli.

“You alright, babe?” Elli nodded as Shea looked over at Roxy and Ellen. “What’s going on guys?”

“We don’t know? She flipped,” Roxy sputtered, as Ellen pulled her arm and then they were gone.

“What the hell is going on?” Elli shrugged her shoulder, completely embarrassed for one, and a little hurt. This was what she had tried to tell Shea would happen. People wouldn’t understand why he was with her, she wasn’t his damn type.

“They didn’t believe that I was your date, Harper got pissed and did the only thing she knows how to do--go off at the mouth.” Elli went to turn around, but Shea stopped her, pinning her against the bar.

“Why don’t they believe you’re my date?”

“Because, what was Roxy’s words?” Elli thought, than she nodded “You don’t like girls of my stature.”

Shea scuffed as he shook his head, “She’s just jealous cause I wouldn’t give her any of my time, babe. You gotta keep your mind straight with these kinds of people, know that I’m with you because I like you, a lot. Don’t listen to any of them, they’re jealous.”

Elli looked down at her beer which she held at her waist. He took a step closer, bringing her face up by her chin, “Elli baby, I like you, a lot, don’t you get that?”

“I do.”

She wouldn’t look at him, so he put his face in her view, making her look at him, which made her laugh. “Only you,” he said sternly, as he held her face, “I promise.” She nodded once before he kissed her softly. When he pulled back, Elli open her eyes, seeing his beautiful smile. She loved the imperfect things about his face that made it perfect. Like the way he had a scar by his lip or the one above his eyebrow. She loved the little bump on his nose that told her it had been broke a few times. He had only one dimple, but it was so big that it made up for the fact that there wasn’t another one on the other side. His eyelashes were so long, they almost touched the glass of his glasses, and his eyes, gosh, they were so damn blue. He was perfect to her, and he liked her, only her. He promised.

“I like you, too,” she whispered, which made him grin.

“Good. Now, come on, let’s dance.”

She nodded as he led her to the floor. Sean Hayes ‘Powerful stuff’ started, and Elli grinned as Shea mouthed the words, taking her hand and raising it above their heads as he moved his body against hers to the music. He was an amazing dancer and Elli hoped she could keep up. She bit her lip as she moved against him. Elli’s eyes drifted shut a little as his hands went down her body, bringing her closer to him, and Elli thought at that moment that nothing could get better than this.





The night couldn’t have gotten have been any better, Shea thought as he and Elli drove back to his condo. They had danced until the party had ended and he had never loved dancing with someone more until he had dancing with Elli. She had moves and when she bit that plump bottom lip, he really wasn’t sure if he was going to make it. She was sexy, beautiful, and amazing; he couldn’t get enough of her. He parked beside her truck and got out, going around helping her out. He held her hand as they climb the stairs to his condo. After unlocking the door and throwing his keys in the basket, he turned to see Elli standing by the door.

“You can come in, babe.”

“Yeah, but, I’m stupid tired Shea, is it okay if I stay again? I promise it’ll be the last night!” she said with a hand up, a little red dusting her cheeks.

“I hope it’s not the last night,” he said with a grin, “of course, you can stay, babe.”

“Okay, I’ll have to leave like crazy early, though; I gotta go home in the morning and get clothes.”

“So, no breakfast?” She laughed, smacking his chest as she walked by.

“Probably not,” she said, but she didn’t get far before he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her against him. He kissed her shoulder, then her neck, before turning her in his arms to kiss her hard on her lips. When they parted, she smiled up at him, “Can I borrow a shirt?”

His breathing actually hitched at the thought of her in his shirt. He could only nod as he walked with her still in his arms. She laughed out loud, almost tripping a few times, but he had her, she wasn’t going anywhere. When he threw the bedroom door open, Elli’s laughter stopped as she looked up at him. He backed her up until her legs hit the bed.

“Still not ready?” he asked, because he was ready, so ready. She shook her head, biting her lip. His head fell back, as he looked up at the ceiling, trying to control his breathing. “Okay,” he said. He looked down at her and kissed the side of her mouth before walking to the dresser to get her a shirt.

“I can still leave, Shea. I’m sorry.”

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