Josie is a sales associate by day and a lollipop-sucking hacker by night. She likes to stay in and feel the keys underneath her fingertips. When she decides to grace her friends at a club, she stumbles across a man who seems to send every part of he...
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What do you think I said?
Hell fucking no!
I've seen and dealt with my fair share of fucking men like him. I may be young, but I know what men like, and men like young, barely legal girls' legs wrapped around their fucking faces or with their cocks buried deep inside of us. This man could have me either way, but I could smell the danger rolling off him in tidal waves. I shake my head, taking another step back until my body is entirely out of the alley. He takes another step forward, and I hear Lynn scream my name.
I see my friends all walking out of the club. Harold has tissue underneath his nose, poor cookie--didn't even know what hit him. I don't hesitate to walk their way. I need to put as much space between myself and this killer. With every step I took away, I felt the need to take two steps back. Get it together, Josie.
"Any luck with snagging a taxi?" Lynn asks.
"No," It wasn't like I even tried. Well, I did. I was only trying to lure this psycho to the front of the club and go around back to flag down a taxi. Taxis usually are lined up out back in any club I visited. They couldn't wait in the front, only drop-offs. What I didn't expect was for him to come out through a side door.
"Come on, let's walk around back. I'm sure there is plenty." Lynn starts walking away but stops when she spots Luca leaning against the club's brick wall. "One second." She says, moving toward him. I look down the street to see the psycho has disappeared. Orion and Harold stop beside me, looking over at now flirtatious Lynn.
I know what's about to come next. She is going to ditch us for some dick. That saying chicks before dicks wasn't something Lynn believed in, and most nights, I wouldn't blame her. Hell, tonight, I don't blame her if she did. But I would be stuck with Harold and Orion. The other ladies with us lived on the opposite side of town.
"Lynn puts out easier than—"
"Choose your next words wisely. I will not hesitate to beat your ass." The nerve of Orion, what a fucking dickhead. I reach up to my bun and sigh with disappointment once again. I need to go home now. As if Lynn can hear my thoughts, she looks at me with a devilish smile.
She tilts her head, gesturing for me to follow her. "Look, Luca wants to take me back to his place," her eyes flicker to the guys and me. "I don't know Orion all that well, and I'd rather not have you alone with two guys. Luca said he could drop you off before we return to his place."
"I don't want to interrupt your night," I tell her truthfully. This is a nice gesture, but I know how to defend myself.
"You're not. If anything, the sexual tension will only intensify until he gets me back at his place." She winks. "So come on." She links her arms with mine. We walk back to Orion and Harold. "Hey, you guys can enjoy the rest of your night. Luca will be dropping us off."
Luca pushes himself off the wall, strolling to a black G-Wagon. He opens the passenger door, and Lynn happily climbs in. Then he opens the back door, and I climb in, thanking him. And I wish I never got into this vehcile. I freeze when I see him sitting beside me. Luca gets into the driver's seat and locks the doors—more like putting on the child lock. Dickhead.
