close in on her. Every step was heavier as if she were sinking further into somet
curity. For a chance to sto
nveloped her. The stale smell of cigarette smoke and liquor clung in the air, a reminder of
elong
the bar, a sly smil
an's new little project?" she a
d. "I don't know what
't bring just anyone into his inner c
games. Whatever it was that Ethan saw in her,
oing on between you two, and I don't care. But listen to me-don't dro
e sign of sincerity. Tasha did not see
to be adv
was spending the night being trained by one of Ethan's ace managers, a man named Rick. H
e club. "Keep things running smoothly. Double-check the
ounded easy enough, but she knew not t
test came soone
ed, reeking of privilege-had one of the waitress's wrists in his hand a li
unk rich kid causing a
blinke
wants to see wha
. Natu
hed the table, her expression unch
anced at her. "No
er shoulders. "It is m
tightened. The
u don't let her go, security will be more than happy to
. Then, with a snort, he released the waitress's wrist
, still pumping blood fast. Rick stood, arms crossed o
don't expect they're going
lread
sense that she was being observed. It wasn't until she
the last individual who had ever b
ath
t, just as there was that night, when she had wandered in, chilled, looking for warmth, looking for someth
Jona
hing about him that made her hold back. He was different from them-he did not judge, did not p
friend," he had said to her t
-bitter, hollow. "I
one else saw her, and spoke with her when she thought she had nothing to offer. For months, she relied on that church, on
n she w
hadn't taken, hadn't wanted. She'd disappeared from that church, from Jo
f about her? Did he ha
tter. That part of her life was over. Jonathan belonged to a world she could n
to find Ethan making his way toward her, his typical smirk firmly
oice?" he theorized, proppi
e tempest within her with a chilly,
mused. "Good. I'd hate to
to the edge of the bar for balance
er how far one strayed, there was alway
o Ethan's piercing ga
ere never mea