Page 289 of Flirting with Darkness

Nova drifted toward them, wondering who ‘they’ were and what kind of security they were interested in.

“The guy they say interviews them all is supposed to be here tonight.”

“Is that why you dragged my ass out here? Man, we could be watching the game.”

“Stop being a little bitch.”

Nova reached out and wrapped her arms around the nearest person, adjusting her moves to theirs as she tried to figure out where this interviewer might be. No doubt there would be areas that might be difficult for her to get into.

“He’s over there.”

Her purple eye zeroed in, and she could see through her hair at the second floor, where the shifter was pointing.

“I’m going to the bathroom,” she told her partner, grinning at their disappointed look.

Nova took a different route than the bears, using the second staircase to come around from the opposite direction.

Waitresses with tubes of drinks tried to offer her tasty treats but she declined, eyes on the tables set into the darkness and all the different paranormals.

Holy shit, this was where they all were.

It wasn’t just shifters, but witches doing shots of enchanted drinks, vampires kissing necks and Nova even sensed what she thought might be a banshee, but it was gone before she could locate it.

The two shifters went to a table in the farthest corner, on the opposite side of the restroom.

She leaned against the railing and stared down at the pulsing crowd. Anyone at the interviewer’s booth could see her and if they had any brains, they’d know what her tattoos meant.

Nova smiled when she sensed a bear making his way toward her.

Finally, she’d get some action.

“I haven’t seen you here before,” the bear told her.

“This is my first time,” she said, grinning up at him. “It’s a little overwhelming.” Then she dropped her eyes, playing with her necklace like she was nervous.

The bear leaned down to whisper in her ear. “You haven’t slipped me a love potion, have you? Because I feel like I’m falling for you.”

It was so cheesy and stupid, she almost rolled her eyes, but Nova forced herself to laugh instead. “No, but if you want, that could be arranged.”

He stood up straight and grinned down at her like he’d just won a prize. “I’m sitting over there. Would you like to join me and my friends?”

Nova’s heart leapt at the offer. “That sounds like fun.”

The bear slipped his arm around her waist and led her toward the table. She took note of who watched them and who avoided looking.

Something was going on here, but she wasn’t sure what.

The bear tightened his grip on her, and she knew he was wondering if she was his mate, but thanks to her scent charm he’d never find out.

“Who did you find?” a wolf asked, laughing when the bear gently helped her into the booth.

The other two shifters were starting to make their way to the table, and Nova tucked her hair behind her ear, letting herself look at the people in the booth.

“I didn’t catch your name, sweetie.”

She laughed. “I didn’t give it.”

“Hey, I heard there might be interviews today?” Ah, there was the brave shifter and his reluctant friend.

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