First Meetings: Enforcer’s Redemption
Remember the time Adam and Bay first met? ENFORCER’S REDEMPTION (Redwood Pack Book 4)
He grabbed her wrist, and she started. He inhaled again and growled. “You’re a wolf.” A statement, not a question.
“So astute. I’m surprised you could even tell that with all the liquor running through your system.”
He gave a laugh then took another swig of his drink, the sweet, spicy taste mingling with her scent and causing a dynamic that made him want to bend her over the table and fuck her right there to see how tight she was.
She turned and raised a brow. “Excuse me, why do you think it’s okay to touch me?”
“Maybe because I don’t want you to go.”
She let out a sigh. “Really? That’s the best you can do? That was just pathetic. Though at least you didn’t ask me if it hurt when I fell from heaven or something. God, I swear, you’d think after all these years men would get better at pickup lines.”
“Maybe they just needed you to teach them.” He groaned inwardly at that, knowing that even though he was drunk, it had to be worse than what he had said before.
She threw her head back and laughed. “Oh, honey, that was just bad. But, I’ll tell you what. I’m off my shift in ten minutes. Why don’t I pick up another bottle or two and we can drink our worries away?”
“What type of worries do you have?”
She shook her head and grinned ruefully. “We don’t know each other enough for that, but I will drink with you, and then we’ll see what happens.”
His cock twitched, and he smiled. “Sounds good to me.”
He indulged himself and the rest of the bottle and waited for her to return. When she was done working, she came back with two bottles, one in each hand, and the seductive grin on her face. Hell yeah, this is just what he’d needed, a way to forget and indulge.
She sat down next to him in the booth, not across from him. He wrapped his arm around her shoulder, liking the way she felt against his drunk self.
“Do you know what bottle you’re on now?” she asked, pouring a glass for herself.
“Does it matter?”
“I just don’t want you to die on me.”
“I think I’m a little far away from that, but thanks for worrying.”
“Good.” With that, she tossed back the shot and poured two more. He took a drink, letting it roll over his tongue as he inhaled her scent. She smelled of wolf, but also of something…more? Maybe it was the drink talking. He took her free hand in his and rubbed his fingers along her wrist. Her pulse raced, and he looked down at her eyes, liking the way she looked back at him, eager, wanting.
They finished the second bottle not really talking, just letting their arousal fill the room. The others filed out and the bartender called out, saying he was closing up and Bay knew what to do.
“I guess we should leave?” Adam asked, not wanting to let her go right then.
“My apartment’s upstairs,” she whispered, her words floating over him and making him growl.
“Sounds like a plan to me.” He wanted to get in her quick and hard, and maybe slow and leisurely later. Maybe this quick fuck would drown away the pain more than the alcohol had.
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