I guess I’m anxious.
I want to know they didn’t ride into an ambush.
Liar.
I already know nothing happened to any of them, because a party wouldn’t be happening tonight if it had.
You want to see him.
Admit it.
Which is a complication I am going to avoid.
Liar. Liar. Pants on fire.
After handing Balls a beer and watching him stumble away, movement in the doorway catches my attention.
And there he is.
Lars.
Looking dirty, windblown, and fresh from a ride.
Not to mention, sexy as fuck.
He walks into the bar behind Beast.
We make eye contact.
He smiles.
I smile.
And I know I’m in trouble.
CHAPTER 30
Ella
He walks toward me,and I can’t take my eyes off him.
He’s so handsome.
So dangerous.
He ignores the crowd he cuts through, keeping his beautiful blue eyes fixed on me like I am the prize at the finish line.
He’s coming for me.
And it steals the air from my lungs.
When he reaches me, he smiles, and it lights up my body.
“You’re a sight for sore eyes,” he says, leaning against the bar.
I try to ignore my racing heart and the way a bright excitement flares in my stomach when I catch his smile.
My entire body is so critically aware of him.