The feeling was so unfamiliar that all I could do was watch her until she disappeared in the crowd. She swayed a little, like she’d had too much to drink. I almost ran after her to make sure she was all right, but she’d probably just spit at me. I figured her friends would take care of her.
But what the hell did I do wrong? She was sending all the right signals that she was interested. Maybe I should have actually gotten her the drink first.
“Caleb!” Another girl yelled behind me, but I was no longer in the mood for anything but my bed.
Funny how I had been wishing for a challenge tonight, but when one stared me in the face, I screwed it up like an idiot.
I closed my eyes and inhaled the refreshing air as I stepped out of the club. I had parked my car at the end of the lot and walked hurriedly to it, afraid someone would see me and drag me back inside. I’d rather chew my arm off than go back in there.
My steps faltered as I spotted the silhouette of a woman leaning against one of the filthy brick walls of the club parking lot. She’d probably had too much to drink. I would have been happy to leave her in peace, but when I glanced at her again, I noticed a man leering at her from a few feet away. My protective instincts kicked in as the man straightened and walked toward her.
The woman shifted, and the dim light from the streetlamp touched her face. My pulse kicked up a notch as I recognized her—Red.
I didn’t need to think twice and went straight for her.