“Those guys are still out there talking shit about us cheating,” he chuckled and then glanced up at me. He grinned and winked at me, “Well hey, are you the prize for winning the fight? I gotta say, if you are, this is one accommodating bar.”
“Excuse me?” I glared at him, ignoring the playful glint in his eye, “I’m nobody’s prize.” I was ready to say a lot more about how immature he was, but his fierce looking friend chuckled, and I turned to glare at him instead.
He didn’t back down, just grinned adorably. I could feel my angry retort slipping away as I took in his all too attractive face. I hated myself for the arousal that surged through my body. Like a damned teenage boy, I thought to myself angrily. His nostrils flared and his smile slipped away to be replaced with a predatory look. I should have moved away from his obvious look of desire, but I couldn’t pull my eyes away from his. They were swirling amber and I leaned towards him without thinking.
“How ‘bout a couple beers,” the second guy said, and I jerked away from the table. I had been leaning halfway across it. I felt the heat in my cheeks again, and I was disgusted with myself. Two times my wayward hormones had caught me staring at this guy. I glanced at the joker of the two, but he was looking at his friend in surprise. I looked back at him, too, and noticed his eyes were definitely brown, not amber. I really had to get my imagination in check.
“Sure,” I replied hoping my emotions weren’t showing through in my voice, “Do you want the house beer?” I couldn’t help the small smile as the playful guy nodded. The house beer was cheap and popular, and it tasted like stale piss. Judging from their clothes, even covered in dust, they wouldn’t be used to stale piss.
I fled to the bar before I could embarrass myself any farther with these guys. When I looked back at them briefly, they were talking, or arguing more like it. I could practically feel the tension coming off them as they spoke. Suddenly the guy with black hair looked up. I tried to turn quickly, but from his cocky smile I knew he had caught me staring again. I focused on the bar in front of me and not turning back around to see if he was still looking at me.
“So, what do they want?” Lynn asked. I jumped, so busy concentrating that I didn’t realize she was standing at the bar right in front of me. Her eyes flicked between the newcomers and me a few times, and then her face broke into a knowing smirk.
“Don’t give me that look,” I defended, “Two house beers.” Lynn grabbed mugs and with a chuckle started filling them. I expected she had made the same assessment as me, those guys would not be expecting our beer.
“Do you know them?” Lynn tried to assume an air of casual disinterest, but I knew better. Half the regulars were leaning towards us to catch the conversation. Jackie was standing expectantly with a tray full of drinks, watching me. I had definitely made a fool of myself at that table, and it hadn’t gone unnoticed.
Looking back over my shoulder at the guys’ table, I shook my head, “I don’t think they’re from Cadillac.” I glanced over at Jackie and found her eyeing the two strangers. “What about you Jackie?”
“I would remember meeting guys that hot,” Jackie licked her lips suggestively and I had to stifle a giggle at her provocative actions. “I wonder if they’ll be staying long…” her words trailed off and her eyes looked dreamy. I was positive the images running through Jackie’s head were porn worthy. The bubbly blond was always up for a good time with the tourists who came through. I shared a knowing smirk with Lynn. Working with Jackie was never boring, but she wasn’t the kind of girl I would introduce to my boyfriend if I had one. Boundaries didn’t matter much to her.
Lynn pushed the mugs across the bar to me, “Here, try not to drool on them.” I stuck my tongue out at her as I picked up the beers and headed to the strangers’ table. The guy with black hair was chuckling and I couldn’t help but feel like his laughter was at my expense.
I steeled myself to not linger at the table this time. I sat the drinks down without meeting either of their gazes and started to walk away. I didn’t even care about the money at this point. I’d convince Jackie to come back for it. I made it all of two steps before a strong grip on my wrist made me stop. Warmth traveled up my arm and straight to my core and I gasped.
“What’s your name?” A low and husky voice asked. I looked up into a pair of amber eyes and unthinkingly I answered him in a whisper, “Zee.”
Chapter Two
Alex
The stunning beauty had said it so quietly I doubted a normal person would have even heard her. “Zee,” I rolled the name around on my tongue, curious if it was short for something else. A blush crept across her cheeks and I heard her heart beating faster. I fought back my chuckle at her obvious interest.
“I’m Alex, that’s Wyatt,” I nodded towards Wyatt, who had an entertained glint in his eyes. Wyatt couldn’t understand my interest in a human girl. I wasn’t sure what was pulling me to
