Page 8 of His Sunshine Baby

“I’ll assume that you enjoyed it?” he asks.

Of course I did, and he knows it. I sigh and nod, trying to think about what to say next. Moon Goddess yes, the woman in me wants him. Yet, something in the back of my mind is warning me. My wolf senses an Alpha, and I smell a lot of trouble ahead.

“Is that all you want?”

It was almost a whisper, but the question went from my mind to my lips, and I didn’t stop it. He looks a bit surprised, and for a second, even seems to hesitate. However, he has that smile on again soon enough.

“Yes. Just one night, between consenting adults. At dawn, we will part ways. No pressure whatsoever. I just hope you’ll accept.”

Until dawn. I take a sip of my drink, hoping the alcohol would help me calm down a little. What am I hesitating for? This isn’t a first for me, and we are both clear on not getting any feelings involved. I have this little voice in my head, telling me this might be dangerous, that it might be a mistake.

“Alright. Just for one night,” I hear myself saying.

His face lights up at my answer and my heart skips a beat. He drinks a sip of his whiskey and gives me one of those devilish smiles of his.

“Great,” he whispers.

I take another sip, and he suddenly changes seats to take the one next to me. His proximity makes me nervous. He doesn’t get too close, however, maintaining a few inches between us.

“Did you come alone?”

“With my friend.”

“Will your friend mind if you leave early?”

“No, I can let him know.”

“Danny?”

“There you are! Where did you go, babe?”

“Upstairs.”

“Not alone?”

“Not alone. Danny, do you mind if I leave first?”

“Moon Goddess, the blonde guy? Go for it, girl! Just mind-link me if you need anything, okay? He better be a gentleman! Velvet Moon or not, don’t hold back and kick his ass if he is a douchebag!”

“Alright, alright. You be careful too, okay? Text me when you’re home!”

“You better not be home until morning, have your fun!”

“Love ya.”

“Love ya too, babe.”

I end the conversation and turn to Nate. He probably guessed I was busy, because he waited patiently, just finishing his drink.

“Done?” he asks.

“Done.”

“Alright. Come.”

I finish my Mojito in one go, and he takes my hand as we exit the balcony. I do regret a bit that we are leaving so quickly, I wish I had enjoyed the view a bit longer. I’ll have to see if there’s a way to get that VIP access if I ever come back with Danny.

Nate doesn’t let go of my hand as he guides me to the entrance of the nightclub. Did he come alone? Several people seem to recognize him, but he doesn’t talk to anyone as we leave the building. We walk to the parking lot, where he guides me all the way to what looks like a very expensive car. A convertible Mercedes? Handsome and rich, of course.

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