Page 53 of Jolt's Vengeance

"Yeah," I confirm, my eyes drifting towards the bathrooms. "One for me, and one for my lady."

The waitress follows my gaze, then looks back at me with a knowing smirk. "Coming right up," she says, disappearing into the crowd.

I lean back in my chair, my mind racing.

What happens now?

Will Aggie come back out?

Will she run off?

And why the hell did I just refer to her as 'my lady'?

The waitress returns, setting two glasses down on the table.

Her eyes flick between me and the bathrooms, a mix of curiosity and amusement on her face.

I reach into my pocket, pulling out a crisp fifty-dollar bill, and hand it to her.

"Keep the change," I say, my voice gruff.

Her eyes widen slightly, clearly not expecting such a generous tip.

"Thanks," she says, tucking the bill into her apron before disappearing back into the crowd.

I drum my fingers on the table, my eyes locked on the bathroom door.

The minutes stretch on, feeling like hours. Just as I'm about to go check on her, the door swings open.

Aggie emerges, her eyes immediately finding mine across the room.

Her cheeks are flushed, her hair slightly mussed.

She looks thoroughly fucked and utterly beautiful.

My cock twitches at the sight, already wanting her again.

She makes her way over, her stride confident despite what just happened between us.

As she slides into the seat next to me, I can smell my scent on her, mixed with her own intoxicating fragrance.

It takes every ounce of self-control not to pull her onto my lap and claim her mouth right here in front of everyone.

I pick up one of the glasses and hand it to Aggie.

Her eyes widen slightly as she recognizes the amber liquid.

"Ye remembered," she says softly.

I take a sip of my own drink, savoring the burn. "I don't forget things about the people who are important to me," I reply, my eyes locked on hers.

Aggie's emerald eyes sparkle with mischief as she leans in closer, her breath tickling my ear.

"Look at you, you charmer," she purrs, sending a shiver down my spine.

I can't help but snicker, the sound rumbling deep in my chest.

"Just stating facts, Ghost," I shoot back, using the nickname that's become second nature.

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