Page 30 of Dangerous Attraction

Ambling down the stairs, I round the corner, gasping and slapping my hand against my chest when I see Reeve standing at the bottom.

He grins slyly, then spins around, leaving me frozen halfway up the staircase.

Taking a moment to calm my racing heart, I cautiously make my way down the remaining steps and find him sitting on one of the stools at the bar, knuckles rapping against the wood in a rhythmic pattern.

Slipping behind the bar, I meticulously scan the bottles on the shelves behind me, taking note of the few we're running low on, then I spin around and search the fridge under the bar, looking at the lack of beer bottles and soda cans.

I'll have to wait for Honey to get here so I can ask her where I need to go for refills. No one's informed me of that yet, and I don't want to wander around this place by myself.

"Did you walk here this morning?"

Reeve's gruff voice startles me, and I almost fall from where I'm crouched on the floor.

He's leaning over the small bar top, staring down at me with those pretty blue eyes I'm jealous of. But when I don't give him an answer, he raises his thick brows.

"Uh, yeah, I did," I tell him, slowly standing back up and fiddling with the hem of my shorts. "Why?"

He shrugs in response, his gaze leisurely spanning the length of my body.

Jesus. Trying to have a conversation with this man is like drawing blood from a stone.

Silence fills the room around us as he continues to watch me, eyes burning through my skin.

The man may be sinfully gorgeous, but he's also infuriating to be around with his short, clipped conversations, and silent observing stare.

Feeling awkward, I pull my phone from my pocket, spying multiple notifications from Liam, and my stomach turns as I unlock it.

Liam:

You didn't think to tell me you'd told Em you were working at the clubhouse?

I've been sat here for 10 minutes explaining everything to her

She's pissed I kept my almost non-existent relationship with my brother a secret from you both

I appreciate you not telling her everything though

Trix:

You're welcome.

Also, I have a favor to ask.

Liam:

Hit me with it

Trix:

Keep an eye on Em for me? I'm worried about her, something seems off.

He sends me a thumbs up in response and I quickly pocket my phone when I see the double doors of the bar opening.

Honey breezes in, a small, bald-headed man following behind her with a crooked smile on his face.

"Trix!" she calls out, lips stretched wide as she moves toward me with open arms. "You look at home back here."

Her arms wrap around me, and I awkwardly pat her back until she loosens her hold. Once she does, she turns to face the man now leaning against the bar beside Reeve.