Fang 8

Fang

I’d hit her damn dog and manhandled her all in the same day. It wasn’t quite the meeting I had envisioned, but I couldn’t bring myself to regret it. Not when she was looking at me in the way she was.

She was trying to be discreet about it. Trying to catch glimpses when she thought I wasn’t looking.

Unfortunately for her, I was always looking. I didn’t even attempt to be subtle about it.

What would be the point?

I was interested in her, and for all her fire and venom aimed in my direction, she was interested in me. It was only a matter of time before she fell into my bed. Personally I was all for speeding up the process. The chase was fun and all but there were other things that were fun that we could be doing.

“Something going on between you and Gypsy?” Monster sipped his drink next to me, his face impassive. I could feel his eyes on me though.

“Nope.” Slugging down the rest of my drink, I carried on staring in her direction.

She was moving behind the bar with an easy kind of d