“Ditching me already?”
"I'm just… Oh, I'll be right back."
He grinned at me. "I'll be right here."
The way he said it was like he said it a lot. Like he was completely at ease saying something like that which meant he would not be here when I came back. Which was fine, because just the act of dancing with him was a religious experience. And that thing he did with his fingers, the way he pulled me in, my God. I was probably pregnant, and Gabe sensed it. Extrasensory perception. That had to be it.
I fought my way through the crowd of packed bodies. When I shoved outside, I went around the corner to avoid the long line of girls scowling at me as they rocked back and forth from foot to foot on the cobblestones in their spindly little heels, rocking miniskirts and crop tops.
I initiated the time check courtesy call and tapped in my code. "This is the Heir, checking in at 11:45 pm."
The dispatcher's voice was dispassionate. This was the way it worked. Sure, Rogue's men were probably in rotation in a one- or two-mile radius from the club. Better if I did the time check protocol with my exact location so they wouldn't come in and pull me. Otherwise, I would have a very awkward tail on my arse in the club. I recognized that it was Daisy on the line tonight. "Hey, Dais."
"Hey, Saff, how's it going?"
I paced as I spoke, anxious to get back inside.
"Good. Time check protocol."
I could hear the smile in her voice. "Response?"
"Evergreen."
"You're all good. I'll talk to you at two."
I smiled at the phone and hung up. I tried to tell myself my brother was trying to protect me, but still, I couldn't help but feel like I was in prison.
That was a fight for another day.
I turned to go back to the club and froze when I heard the voice. "All that and you came to me."
I knew that voice. "Christ. Look, we don't need to do this."
He grinned. "I think we do. You fucking insulted me. You’re not even the hot one."
So he was one of those dicks.
"If I'm not the hot one, why were you bothering to chat with me?"
"So that my mate could dance with your mate and shag her in the loo. I was just doing him a favor."
I had a million things that were simmering on my tongue to spew out. I did not want to make a mess. I did not want to give Gabe any more reason to not let me out. Nope. I was going to follow the rules, turn my arse around, and go back inside. "You know what? You have a good night. It's not worth it."
As I turned to go, he grabbed my arm and then tugged me back hard, his arm a steel bar around my waist as he whispered in my ear.
"Just where the fuck do you think you're going?"