RED ROCK SHIFTERS

Chapter Six

It was exactly a week later that Jace returned. Again I heard the news through the grapevine rather than from him. A part of me wanted him to find me and apologise but a bigger part of me wanted him to act like I didn’t exist. If I was this much of a hormonal mess after only one encounter then how much bigger would the mess be if something else happened?

 I didn’t see Jace for the rest of the day and I am embarrassed to admit that I actually felt disappointed by that. What the hell was wrong with me? I wasn’t a girly girl who spent her days sitting at home just waiting for that special guy to call; I had never been that girl. Why did Jace affect me more than every other man I had ever met? What was so different about him?

No matter how much I might want Jace I had to remember that we were from different worlds. He was gorgeous and charming and funny. He had also been raised in a safe and protective environment where everyone around him loved and cared for him. He had probably never even seen a single bloody death, not like the hundreds that I hadn’t just witnessed but had participated in. I was no good for him and we had no business being together.

That night I dressed for myself rather than for the possibility that I might see Jace in the bar. I had come to the conclusion during the day that even a quick sex session was going to be too much between us. Jace and I were from different worlds and there was no point in pretending otherwise. That was why I had decided to go back to my original plan.

I knew Nick Angel, hell I had heard about him when I was a kid. My father had been terrified of him. Nick may have left the life behind for now and become somewhat of a drifter but the stories that my father had told me about him had become permanently etched in my mind. Nick had as much blood on his hands as me, probably even more. I could definitely sleep with him and not feel like I had corrupted him afterwards.

I had actually made the effort to leave Red Rock and do some shopping during the week and I now had a new and slightly sluttier wardrobe. I had decided that tonight I needed easy access clothing and something that made me feel sensual and sexy. That was why I had decided on a short black leather skirt that almost put the biker sluts to shame and a matching black corset top that emphasised my humble breasts and made them look slightly bigger than normal. I added my thigh high leather boots and since I was feeling kind of dark I decided to emphasise the Goth look. I spent extra time curling my hair and added a rich, dark crimson lipstick to finish off the look. I barely recognised myself in the mirror and that was exactly the look that I was going for.

I got a few looks when I entered the bar and even a catcall or two but none of the men attempted to hit on me, apparently Jace’s orders still stood. Tracy and Barbie had apparently decided to gang up on me and kept taking it in to turns to shoot me evil glares. As if a simple look would scare me, I’d had bigger and more threatening people glare at me and if they hadn’t scared the shit out of me then I doubted that two sorority girls would. Tracy though, she could rip someone’s throat out if she felt like it but I still reckon that I could win in a fight against her.

The bar was busier than usual and there was a tense atmosphere as though something big was going to happen. I’d never felt this kinds of tension in the bar before and it made me nervous. There were bar fights here practically every night but never once had it held this kind of electric anticipation as though the whole bar was waiting for something.

Normally the bar slowed down by about ten but tonight it didn’t show any signs of slowing. Tracy and me were rushed off our feet but I still made sure to flirt a little with Nick and he seemed to appreciate the effort. I may be busy but there’s always time to make a man desire you. By the time eleven came around the bar had finally begun to slow and Nick couldn’t keep his eyes off me which had been my intention all along. All that was required now were a couple of deliberate sways of my ass, an accidental reveal of the sexy new thong I had bought and I knew that he wouldn’t be able to resist me. Sure enough, when I did a deliberate manoeuvre near him that bought my ass in to pretty close contact with him, I heard a faint groan escape him.