The Mane Event
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On a sigh, Okay. Dez blinked. Helllloooo! Idiot alert! Have you lost your mind? UhI mean Dez pinched her leg to snap herself out of it. I cant.
Why?
Because I dont do one-night stands.
I dont want a one-night stand. I want us to
I dont do relationships either, she burst out suddenly, completely cutting the man off.
Calmly. Why?
Because Im a cop. Always was. Always will be.
Not quite sure why that affects us.
It does. Shed already been through this. Learned the hard way. Never again. Ive actually got somewhere to be. Thank God.
At eleven-fifteen at night?
It is the city that never sleeps.
The check came, and she figured she needed to grab this chance to bail.
Id like to help with the tip. She tossed two twenties on the table. Thanks so much for dinner, Mace. She stood up and walked around to his side of the table. She leaned over and kissed the top of his shaggy head. I had a really nice time.
You could continue to have a nice time.
Relentless bastard. She ruffled his hair like she used to when they were fourteen. Im outta here. She hadnt taken a step when Mace grabbed her hand. His fingers, warm and dry, interlaced with hers. In that one move the man went through her entire body. And thats when she realized they were no longer fourteen. They were no longer just pals. Dez suddenly saw them naked, sweaty, and fucking like there was no tomorrow. She knew Mace saw it too. Those gold eyes screamed at her, and she knew hers were screaming right back.
Nope. She needed to go. Now.
She took in a shaky breath. Mace, I have to go. Oh hell. She needed to stop whispering.
Dont. Stay, Dez. Stay with me. And she knew he didnt mean at the restaurant having more coffee and another piece of cake. He meant in his bed. With him inside her. And hed make her scream. Again and again.
I cant. She pulled her hand away. He let it go but not before dragging his big fingers across her palm. Who knew a simple move like that could rock her right down to her toes? And rock her it did.
Jesus Christ. What a man that boy had grown into.
Dez looked into those gold eyes. She knew a few more moments of him and shed end up doing something really tacky. Like crawling under the table and giving Mace Llewellyn a blow job. She shook her head and backed away from him. This kept spiraling out of control. I have to go, Mace.
He smiled. Okay. She raised an eyebrow at that calm response but decided to let it go. Especially when she so clearly saw him slamming her facedown on therestaurant table and fucking her into oblivion. Yeah. In that moment she realized shed overstayed her welcome.
Have a great Christmas, Mace.
Then she practically ran out the door, heading to the club a few blocks away.
Mace had to wait a good five minutes before he could hope to comfortably stand and not embarrass himself.
That womanthat woman was everything hed ever wanted. Hed known it all those years ago. Tonight only confirmed it for him. The kiss and that simple touch practically blew his boots off. And she felt it too. He could see it on her face. He could smell it. Her desire rolled off her in waves and practically knocked him from the room.
No, he wasnt letting Dez MacDermot get away. Hed take her down like his ancestors took down full-grown zebra.
Smitty finally returned to the table as Mace signed the credit card receipt. He smiled at his friend. Well? Where did you go?
Well, nothin. That girls got a temper. I wasnt about to stay around for that.
You were pushing her.
Well, if I waited on you two to quit pussyfootin around and get down to it, my grandchildren would be runnin the Pack.
I dont need your help, Smitty. Ive got this under control.
Really? Then why are you here alone?
Mace stood up. Its all about timing, Smitty.
Yeah. Sure. Hopefully timing will keep you warm tonight, hoss.
The two men walked out of the restaurant. You dont understand Dez. You cant push her. She needs subtle, refined encouragement.
You forget. I watched that woman put away a steak. She aint subtle.
This is true. Excuse me. Mace moved past three men. But then again, Im not really that subtle either.
Mason Llewellyn?
Mace stopped and turned. He knew before he even turned around what he would find. If he hadnt already smelled them, Smittys growling would have been a dead giveaway. He tolerated Mace well enough, but that was about it.
There were three of them. Large. A good ten years younger. Raw. Hoods. One didnt meet a lot of lion hoodlums these days.
Yeah?
Wow. It really is you. I told these guys it was.
Mace watched the man closely as Smitty paced behind him. His wolf buddy did not like this one bit. Of course, he didnt like it much himself.
You know, you and your Pride are real well known around this city. Its a real honor to meet you. He held his hand out. Patrick Doogan. These are my brothers. Mace grasped the mans hand with his own. Cold, gold eyes sized Mace up. Debating his strength. His power.