the near darkness. It had been less than eighteen hours since she’d last seen him, but her heart stuttered and her stomach clenched. Shaking her head, she refocused on the customer in front of her.
“That’ll be twenty-five,” she said.
The guy slapped a fifty on the bar and smiled. “Keep it.”
She returned the gesture only because she’d learned that if she smiled more, she got bigger tips. “Thanks.” She dragged the bill toward her, her breath catching when Aubrey approached the bar.
“Winter Fox,” he said with a wry smile.
Taer’s eyes drifted down his body. Damn, he looked good. He was in a black suit and shirt with a dark gray tie at his throat. Her whole body gave a little shudder and she sucked in a sharp breath. If this was how she reacted without any physical contact, she could only imagine how good it would be when she allowed him to touch her intimately.
“Aubrey,” she said. “What are you doing here?”
He glanced from her to the customer she was serving, then back at her. For a moment there, it seemed as if jealousy had flared in his eyes. “I came looking for you,” he replied smoothly.
“You found me,” she said.
From the corner of her eye, Taer could see Dex watching them. After telling his customer to wait a minute, Dex approached Taer and wrapped his arm around her waist. “Is everything all right, Tay?” he asked.
A small growl came from Aubrey.
Pulling Dex’s arm away, Taer said, “Fine.”
Dex shrugged off the snub casually. “Who is this guy?” He jerked his chin in Aubrey’s direction.
“I’m the only man allowed to touch her like that,” Aubrey hissed, his pale eyes darkening with rage.
Oh, fuck. She had to diffuse the situation, and quickly. “He’s my boyfriend, Dex,” Taer blurted out. Seeing the smug smile on Aubrey’s lips, she pulled on her apron strings, wadded up the fabric and stowed it under the bar. “I need a minute.”
Shooting Aubrey a look, she walked to the end of the bar and stepped out from behind it. She watched the light elf saunter in her direction, a definite swagger in his step.
“Boyfriend, huh? Soon-to-be lover would have been a more accurate description.”
Taer brushed off his comment with a huff. “Dex wasn’t going to leave any other way.” Crossing her arms over her chest, she said, “What are you really doing here, Aubrey?”
He studied her, seemingly drinking in every one of her features. “Where can I get you alone?”
She bit her bottom lip then sucked it into her mouth. “I’m working.”
“Take a break.” Aubrey placed both hands on her waist and dragged her body into his hips. Their faces were mere inches away and for a few seconds, Taer actually let him hold her that way. Those few seconds were enough for him to show her just how much he wanted her. Taer looked down at their bodies closely pressed together. Gods, she wanted him too. All this time, she’d been telling herself it wasn’t true, but she’d been lying.
And just like that, her resolve crumbled.
“I’m taking my break,” she said, loud enough for Dex to hear. Taer took Aubrey’s hand and led him toward the back of the club. There was a storeroom there for their excess liquor, and it was the only quiet place for them to talk. She unlocked the door and ushered him inside. The space was seven square feet, and with the shelves running floor to ceiling, it made it feel two square feet. Closing the door behind them, Taer turned to face Aubrey.
The look of hard lust on his face made Taer’s belly clench tightly. She rubbed her thighs together to try and suppress what her body was crying out for. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d allowed someone close enough to scratch that particular itch.
“Aubrey, I—” Her words were cut off as his tongue forced its way into her mouth. Her fingers became tangled in his hair, pulling his face closer to hers, demanding more.
With a growl, he pulled away from her, but his hand on the
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