Page 34 of Chasing Sarah

I bite the inside of my lip to avoid smirking when I feel the burning sensation of the blonde’s eyes as we walk by their table.

Once the meeting is over, Declan and I walk down the steps leading to the main space of the club. The guard let me know the women were on the dance floor, so I scan the area in search of them.

“There,” Declan says, pointing to the right. I glance over but only see the brunette walking toward the restroom.

“Go, I’ll find the blonde.”

We go our separate ways.

I find her seated with a fucking tool at one of the smaller bars in the corner. She smiles at whatever the fuck he just said in her ear.

Those are my fucking smiles.

My phone pings, and I angrily rip it from my pocket.

I return my phone to my pocket without replying and head toward the blonde just as the brunette walks up to her. Her smile drops and concern covers her face.

As I step closer, I catch the tail-end of their conversation.

“Paige, come on, it’s your birthday. You should enjoy it.”

Her eyes lift abovePaige’s head, a flirtatious smile spreading over her face when she sees me.

“Did I hear correctly? It’s your birthday?”

Holy. Fucking. Shit.

This man has been blessed by whatever higher being crafted him into existence. He towers over me and Paige. If I had to guess, he would be about 6 feet 3 inches. He’s bulky, clearly spending hours at the gym and likely eating my weight in food. Emerald, green eyes are framed by dark lashes, emphasizing their seductive allure. My fingers itch to grip onto his reddish-brown hair that is short on the sides and long at the top. Freckles are scattered across his face, and his lips are plump, absolutely kissable.

Even the slight crook of his nose accentuates his handsomeface.

I blink rapidly, pulling myself out of his trance. With a smile, I wrap my arm around Paige’s shoulder.

“Sure is. My little Paige here turns twenty-one today.”

His face lights up when he smiles. His teeth are straight and white. A shiver travels down my spine when I see the point of his canines.

I wonder if he bites.

“Well, I was coming over here to see if you lovely ladies wanted to accompany me and my friend. We were going out for a late dinner.”

“Sure!” I say excitedly before my brain catches up.

Paige’s head whips to me but I ignore her glare.

His face lights up, and I’m once again stunned by his attractiveness. He holds out his hand. “Great, we’re leaving now. My name is Rhys.”

“Sarah,” I say, taking his hand. My skin buzzes with electricity when I feel his calloused palm.

I reach out to Paige and pull her along as he walks toward the exit.

After meeting Declan –Rhys’ friend – we climb into their SUV. I sit in the passenger seat, Rhys in the drivers. Paige and Declan sit in the back.

“Anything in particular you want to eat, Paige?” Declan asks.

“I’m not really that hungry, so you guys can choose,” she mutters timidly.

“I honestly can go for a fat cheeseburger,” I chime in. My stomach rumbles at the thought of a greasy cheeseburger.

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