Page 114 of A Love Like Venom

He wiggles his eyebrows mischievously. “Come on, Alice. Tell her I at least stood somewhat of a chance. I mean look at me.” Something tells me Slater is used to having women come to him willingly. With looks like his and the charm he has I don’t doubt it.

With black hair, piercing blue eyes, a prominent nose, high cheekbones and a carved clean jaw Slater looks every last bit like a heart throb. He almost looks way too pretty to be involved with a MC.

There’s no rough edge to him.

And I’m not saying that like it’s a bad thing because it isn’t.

It just does absolutely nothing for me.

I’m about to tell him that the only thing I want from him is friendship when I feelhispresence.

I feel him before I even see him. That’s how much of a hold he has on me. But it’s always been like that with us. We always knew when one would enter the room.

Reed and I are magnets.

And no matter where we are, no matter how far, we end up besides one another.

Turning in the bar stool my eyes find him immediately.

My heart beats wildly in my chest. The breath I have catches in my throat.

This feeling . . . this indescribable feeling I get every time I look at him will never wane.

There is only him.

There will onlyeverbe him.

Because he is the other half of me and I can’t live without him.

Spellbound by his magical eyes I watch each step that he takes towards me.

It’s there in his eyes, a softness that he has only for me that I know he has to feel the same way.

And maybe . . . just maybe he always has.

Because how else could you explain the reaction we have to one another?

When he reaches me he wraps his hand around the back of my neck and with his other caresses the side of my face.

My eyes flutter shut as soon as I feel the touch of him on my skin. A sigh filled with an overwhelming sense of peace slips pass my lips. Leaning into his touch his thumb swipes back and forth against my cheekbone.

Having him this way with me, showing affection the way I have always dreamed is pure bliss. And as expected he makes the reality so much better.

“You doing good, angel?” His voice, low with a hint of huskiness has me blushing.

Despite the burn in my cheeks and the eyes upon us I reply, “Now that you’re here I couldn’t be better.”

He smiles. A smile that he has only ever given to me. A true genuine smile that shows the light he has inside of him. And it’s absolutely breathtaking.

Everything about him is.

“Yeah,” Haven laughs as she glances between the two of us and then to Slater. “You never stood a fucking chance in hell.”

Reed’s brows furrow as his mouth forms a firm line. I hate that Haven had to take away his rare smile. “What she talking about?” His voice now has a rough edge to it.

Before I can say anything Haven answers the question herself, “Slater thought he had the slightest chance with Alice.” She laughs like it’s the funniest joke she has ever heard but all I see is the dark glint in Reed’s eyes.

Although there may be a part of me that likes seeing him jealous there is absolutely no need for him to be.

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