Page 92 of The Heart

The lights go black and the music fades until the room is silent. Luke squeezes my hand in the dark and my cock immediately responds. As soon as the lights come up, I slap my hand on his upper thigh, right where I know his dick will be.

“Fuck,”he groans, glaring at me as I stand.Good.It was getting too fucking mushy in here with the handholding.

“Come on, let’s go help our roommate find his pants.” I slap a hand on Luke’s back, then wink at a frazzled-looking Leena before making my way toward the bar.

CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE

LEENA

“So what’s the problem?” Luke asks, as if he didn’t already know.

“Theproblem?The fucking problem is that you guys seem to have forgotten in our little briefing, to warn me that my best friend andemployeewould be fucking a woman on stage in front of me!” I whisper-shout at them over the loud music then stop to stare at one of the very tall chairs at the bar, wondering how in the hell I’m going to get up into it while wearing this dress.

“We thought it would be a fun surprise.” Sebastian shrugs, lifting me up onto my seat and placing an innocent kiss on my cheek before leaning casually against the counter next to me.

“Well, it was one hell of a fucking surprise, Seb!”

“It shouldn’t have been. I told you it was big,” Colton says from behind me. I let out a long sigh, closing my eyes as he spins my chair around to face him. When I open them, he’s back to his normal, relaxed state. His hair is back in a bun, and he’s resting one elbow on the bar counter, fuckingsmirkingat me. Except, my endorphin-flooded brain can’t help but notice, that he’s still all greased up and wearing that goddamn harness.Fuck.

At least he managed to pull on some jeans.

That he didn’t button.

Or zip.

Without underwear.

My god.

I put my face in my hands so I don’t have to look at him anymore.

He grabs my wrists, gently pulling them away and getting way too close to me. I guess he always gets too close, but now that I’ve seen his dick and my guys said it was okay if I fuck him, it feels a bit different.

“Aside from my scene, what did you think?” he nearly whispers, searching my eyes as if my answer is really important to him. I take pity, not wanting to hurt my best friend’s feelings. I let out a breath.

“It was really beautiful,” I admit, even though I know I’m blushing. But I’m glad I told him, because his face softens and he gives me a smile. Not asmirk, an actual smile. I don’t see one of those often, but I love it.

I can’t seem to look away.

Neither can he.

“Hey, boss, catch!” I instinctually turn toward the bar and the voice that says those words to me so often…but it’s Colton who has a towel thrown in his direction. I start to stare as he runs it over his pecs and down his abs, then decide better of it, turning back to the man who threw it.

“Jace?!”I say, watching him polish a glass behind the bar.

“Oh, hey, boss!” he says, smiling wide. “Never thought I’d see you here!”

“Um hey! Never thought I’d see you bartending at a sex club with your shirt off. And your nipples are pierced?! Holy shit, are those real?” I lean in, then shake my head in disbelief. Because the bodyguard with the shy, quirky smile that we hired to run ops with us, is not the man standing in front of me right now. And he has his nipples pierced.

What the fuck is happening today?!

“Yeah, I’ve had them for a while. One of my Doms did them, I just never took them out. And I’m not just a bartender.” He tips his chin toward the stage behind me as he hands me my drink.

I stare at him. Then at the stage.Of. Fucking. Course.

Colton chuckles, hopping up onto the bar to sit his ass next to my drink. Which pisses me off, because now his abs, and the bare skin where his zipper should be closed, are at eye level.

I glare at him and take my drink off the counter so he doesn’t fucking spill it.

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