Chapter ３９

A guy performed a maneuver Jessey had never seen outside of competitions: he flipped his partner over. Dang. I think it would be enjoyable.

"How about something to drink?"

Though she avoided inebriation at all costs, she wondered if maybe just one drink wouldn't hurt. Jessey was in the dark. With his long frame crushed up against hers, she found it difficult to concentrate. If at all possible, "a lemon drop."

I want you to know that this is my club, Babe. They will succeed, of course. His fangs snagged her earlobe and he pressed down just enough to send a chill down her spine. Once again, Charley had vanished, this time casually making his way to the bar.