Adrian
I watch him slowly slide his hand down her clavicle, his tongue skimming along her jaw. “I’m taking you home,” he breathes.
Abbie’s eyes flicker with arousal and I smirk at Nicholas. Brock made his move as soon as his two sisters left. I had wondered how long it would take. This persona he has going on in front of the two of them is damn right humorous. They think butter wouldn’t melt in his mouth but, boy, have I got news for them. They turn their eyes to me as they walk over and I look away, pretending I haven’t been watching them make out for the last fifteen minutes against the wall.
“We are going to head off,” states Brock, his eyes glance around. “Where’s Cam?”
“He left with his friends.”
Brock smirks and raises a brow. “He’s in for a fun night.”
“I guess.” I smile.
Brock looks between Nicholas and I in question, then checks for the guards that are left. “You ok here, or shall I stay?”
“We’re fine. Peter and Greg are at the bar.”
“Ok.” He checks his watch.
“What?” I frown.
“I might just stay for a bit.”
I shake my head. “We are fine. You’re not here to guard us.”
His eyes flick to Abbie and she raises a a brow in question.
I smile. Abbie is good to go and somehow, I think Brock is in for a long night. The poor bastard’s going to need painkillers tomorrow when she is finished with him.
Christ, Natasha and Didge are going to flip.
“We will leave after we finish these drinks,” Nicholas replies to ease Brock’s nerves.
He looks around again and then focuses back on Abbie, his eyes dropping down her body. She’s as gorgeous as ever in a skin tight dress, and I can see him doing an internal risk assessment. Hmm, guard Adrian or go home and fuck a hot sex maniac? She wins. “Ok. Catch you both later,” he replies.
Abbie bends and kisses me on the cheek. “Holy shit,” she whispers in my ear.
I smile and Brock tugs her hard by the hand. “Hurry up, woman,” he snaps.
She looks at me and smiles like the cat who got the cream as he drags her out, caveman style.
“That leaves us.” Nicholas smiles.
My nerves start to thump. Time alone with Nicholas is dangerous. I just don’t know how much longer I can resist him for.
His knowing eyes hold mine. “I have something to tell you.”
I stare at him and sip my drink. “Ok.”
“As you know I am flying out tomorrow.”
I nod.
“What I haven’t told you is where I’m going to.”
I frown into my glass.
“I thought you would have asked me,” he says, as though he is hurt.
“Where are you going, Nick?” I smile.
He hesitates. “I’ve taken a position lecturing at a University for twelve months.”