Page 11 of Chasing Sunrise

She let out a low, sexy chuckle and headed toward a table in the corner.

Was he fixing to spill his guts to a woman he’d met one time? Although she’d promised not to talk about whatever he told her, he had no idea if he should trust her. But she was Quinn’s friend and something about her put him at ease.

Twenty minutes later, he’d told her everything. Every last sordid detail. She’d listened, her eyes never wandering from his face. She lifted her drink and clinked it to the beer in his hand. “That, my friend, is messed up.”

And how.

“Nothing like waiting for a bomb to go off.”

“I know.” He sipped his beer.

As he set the bottle down, Amanda reached over and patted his hand. “Her mistake.”

“Thanks. I don’t pretend to be perfect. Even so, I’d never—” Motion by the entrance caught his attention. His heart plunged to his gut. Thereshewas, looking absolutely gorgeous. “Shit.”

Amanda looked to where he stared. Abruptly, she stood and pulled on his arm. “Let’s get you out of here.”

He followed her as she stayed by the wall and darted behind and around people. They moved as fast as possible while trying not to look conspicuous. “I need to tell Dre I’m leaving and call an Uber.”

“I’ll tell him,” Amanda assured him. “And you can call once you’re outside.”

The music suddenly stopped.

“Where are you, Hunter Kase?” Mike’s voice boomed over the speakers.

Amanda didn’t stop. She motioned him in front of her. If he made it to the hallway, he might be able to sneak out.

“He’s right there,” someone shouted.

“Damn,” he uttered in surrender as he turned toward Amanda. She laced her fingers through his and tugged him along.

The woman started toward them from across the room, two of his brothers behind her. “I’ve been looking everywhere for you,” his betrayer said.

“All confrontation is based on deception.” ~ Paul Watson

Chapter Two

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