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“Yes… no.” I shook my head. “No, not anymore. But…” I tugged the diamond ring from my finger. Letting it clatter to the bar.

”Then there’s no problem. I want you, Darcie.” As if to prove his point, he smashed his mouth to mine.

Where the first kiss had been slow and soft, this one was hard, demanding and totally hot. His tongue tangled with mine, and he flexed his hips into me.

Yeah, there could be no denying he wanted me. I could feel him pressing hard against my stomach through the denim of his jeans.

But I couldn’t...could I?

“Want to get out of here?” His voice was husky. “I promise I’ll make you forget all about your ass of a fiancé.”

“Ex fiancé.” It seemed important to get that point across. After all, I had just let him kiss me. I had kissed him back as well, and I wanted to go with him.

I wanted a piece of what those bright blue eyes offered.

“Havoc?”

He turned with a growl, his dark brows slamming down at the interruption. “I’m busy.”

Laughter filled the dim air, and I found my cheeks start to heat again. What the hell was I thinking?

I was reckless, sure, but this was absolutely crazy.

“Yeah, we can see that, but….”

“Baby.” Havoc turned to me, lips brushing against mine again. “Wait right here, ok? I’ll be just a few minutes. And then we can get out of here.”

I watched as he walked away, pushing his way through the door that had been half hidden at the back of the bar. His ass looked amazing in his jeans, and for a second, I let myself just watch.

And then I turned on my heel and left.

Leaving my engagement ring on the bar where it had fallen, I didn’t even look back when the bartender called me. “Hey, Where are you going? Havoc will….”

“Tell Havoc thanks for the drinks.” I gave a small wave as I stepped out of the street and away from all the trouble that the bar had to offer.

Chapter Two

Havoc

Icaught sight of my brother's blonde head, his golden close-cropped hair glinting in the sun. And I scowled.

Not only because I didn’t want to see my half brother, although I didn’t, but if I was honest with myself, I had been in a foul mood since last night.

I had turned my back for less than five minutes to take a call, and when I turned back, she had gone. Like she hadn’t been there to begin with. Nothing remained of her but the light, slightly floral perfume lingering in the air and her diamond ring still sat on top of the bar next to our empty glasses.

Just like that, she was gone.

And my dick had started kicking up a fuss. We hadn’t been ready to let her get away just yet. And we definitely hadn’t been ok with just a few kisses. Not to mention the mocking laughter of the men behind me.

That had just pissed me off even more.

The moment she had pushed into the bar, I wanted her. Maybe it was because I could tell everyone else wanted her. I had always had a problem with wanting what other people had, or maybe it was the way her grey gauzy dress skimmed over her hips, floating around her and accentuating mouth-watering curves.

It didn’t matter why anyway. I had wanted her, and she had walked away without a second look.

”Liam.” My brother’s voice called out sharply, his hand in the air like I was a waiter he could summon, and my scowl deepened as I weaved through the tables of the hotel bar. I didn’t need to look around to know how people’s eyes followed me. I stood out like a sore thumb which was exactly why he had chosen this place and not come into the town he was born in.

Lucas was too good for us small-town people now.