Twisted MC-Devin & Nicole

Chapter Three-Nicole

My eyes quickly scan the room for the source of that voice, and they land on Syd's older brother standing at a pool table in the middle of the room. Solomon is the President of Twisted MC and....hot damn, he is SO fine, looking like he should be on the cover of a magazine! Tall, with jet black hair, muscles, and tattoos everywhere, skin the color of a Hershey's chocolate kiss and beautiful eyes. I've always secretly crushed on him, but I know he only sees me as his other little sister. But ooooh, if he should ever change his mind... I'm here for you, Solomon.

Sydney proceeds to pull me across the room. Rap music is thumping loud through some speakers. Men are playing cards, drinking, or just lounging with girls draped in their laps, and the sound of screaming and splashing come from the pool outside. Half-naked women are standing around with red cups in their hands, and I spot a woman with the biggest tits I've ever seen, giving a guy a lap dance. I try not to gawk at her...but shit, I need a drink.

Lots of eyes follow us as we walk by, and Syd speaks to everyone. They all know who she is, and her brother makes it clear to every single one of them that she's off-limits. Syd hates it but she never lets it stop her. She goes for whoever she wants, and there is always someone.

As we get closer to Solomon, I see a guy bending over the table about to take his shot. He misses and curses, and as he stands up, our eyes lock. His eyes...are they green or gray? Maybe both. He's tall and built like a Greek god, and well shit, is he ever beautiful. My mouth goes dry as I watch him lean back against the bar, grab his beer, and never take his eyes off of my face.

I'm slowly being brought out of my daze because I think I hear my name.

"Nicole Harrison, we finally get you to a Twisted party!! You're looking wonderful as always baby girl. You finally finished mourning over the piece of shit you called a boyfriend?"

Damn Solomon, you didn't have to throw me out there like that.

I watch Mr. Green Eyes raise a brow, like he's actually waiting on my response. He's watching me; watch him. Shit Nicole, get it together.

I feel my face flush as I force my gaze back to Solomon. "Uh...yeah...of course. He didn't deserve me anyway."

I glance back at Mr. Green Eyes, and he's still got his eyes on me, but this time I stay razor focused on his, as his gaze slowly sweeps over my body, from my toes to the top of my head. Warmth fills me, along with the movement of his eyes. And as if I no longer have control over it, my body shivers when my eyes lock in on his mouth, watching his tongue slowly slide out to lick his lips. He saw it too because those beautiful full lips slid into a sexy smirk. Oh.my.lanta!!!! I'm a goner, and I don't even know his name!

I look at Sydney, standing there with a silly grin on her face as she watches me. I roll my eyes in response and she proceeds to introduce me to everyone playing pool and whoever's close by. She's giving me everyone's club name. Not like I'll remember, but then she gets to Mr. Green Eyes.

"And Nicole, this is Twisted's VP, Devin AKA Viper. Devin, this is my sister Nicole!" Ok well, I'm definitely going to remember him. He gives me that panty-soaking smirk again, nods his head in my direction and raises his beer as if he's toasting to me.

And then a deep voice flows over me like silk. "It's very nice to meet you, Nicole."

Well shit...all I can do is smile like an idiot because I know nothing will come out if I attempt to speak. But damn...he's so pretty!

Sydney proceeds to pull me towards the bar. "Let's get some drinks girl!" She yells at the guy tending bar and asks for four shots.

My eyes bug out, "Uh...Syd, that's a lot. I want to be able to walk out when we leave!"

She starts cackling at me and attempts to hush my fear.

Then there's a sudden heat pressed against my back, and someone whispers in my ear, "I'll be more than happy to carry you, if you can't walk."

I turn slightly to see who it is, but I already know. My heart immediately begins to race, as green eyes stare back at me.

Yep...it's him.