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“They won’t,” she said, her voice gentle but firm. “I don’t know where you’ll be, but I know you’ll be watching.” She smiled softly down at me. “Rye willdefinitelybe watching to see how much I kill it,” she added teasingly. She reached out and stroked her hand over my hair. “You’ll be watching. I won’t be alone.”

I didn’t confirm it. I didn’t need to. She already knew. And it terrified me how much she trusted that.

“Zayn?”

“Yeah?”

She reached for my hand. “I’ll be fine.”

I stared at her for a long second.

“You better be,” I said. “Because if you’re not, I’ll kill every motherfucker who ever looked at you.”

Isla stepped in between my legs, her hands cupping my jaw as she tilted my head back and brought her lips down to mine in a soft kiss.

“You’re scary when you say things like that,” she whispered against my lips. “And also…really hot.”

I smiled, my hands encircling her waist, drawing her closer to me. “Yeah? Show me how hot I am, babe.”

Isla pulled her head back slightly, her eyes searching mine as her teeth bit her lower lip; she looked like a damn temptress.

“Show you?” she whispered, dipping her head to place a kiss at the corner of my mouth. “On my knees?”

Fuck.

“Mmhmm.” I moved to pull her down to me, but she stepped lightly away, her smile mischievous.

Isla bent slightly at the waist, her hand trailing over my cock. “On my knees on the floor,” she asked, lowering herself, her hand once more on my cock. “Or…” She straightened and took off her top. “On my knees on the bed?”

She stepped out of her shorts, reaching up to pull her hair free. Her hand ran over my shoulder as she climbed onto the bed and got on all fours. She looked at me. “You choose.”

Fucking hell, I could already see how wet she was.

“And if I say both?” I asked as I pulled off my shirt, my eyes lingering on her ass.

“Then you can have both.” Isla watched me undress. “I’ll give you anything you want.”

Fuck.

It was going to be a long night.

CHAPTER 30

ISLA

The club appeareddifferent when I walked in with the early-morning cleaning crew. Zayn had explained that they arrived as soon as the doors closed, and since I needed to know everything for tonight, I dragged myself out of bed and stumbled through the doors with them. I wanted everyone in that building to know I was the person they came to today. If that began with the cleanup crew, so be it.

I went home when most people left for work in the morning, caught a few more hours of sleep, got woken up slowly by Zayn, took a shower, got ready, and returned for the afternoon event, bringing my clothes for the evening event with me.

The six-hour event that Rye had booked for the afternoon was a corporate event I had planned before. I wasn’t slighted that they had chosen Elixir this time; it was one of those events they hosted all around the country, and I had organized an event with them two years ago. The main contact was the same, and he didn’t bat an eyelid when he saw me there instead of Rye.

I hoped that all receptions today would go the same.However, between the event wrapping up and the setup for the next one beginning, I somehow knew that would not be the case.

I was to stay away from downstairs, and I was more than happy with that. Jayden was between floors. The new elevation in his status had surprised him as much as it had surprised me, but he was adapting to it well. He wore dark tailored pants, and the black shirt he had on hugged him in all the right places. He looked good, and he fit in perfectly.

“Isla?” I turned to the head bartender, James. I had met him several times before, but today was the first time we were actually introduced by name.

“Hey, you good?” I asked him, looking past him to the bar where the other bartenders were stocking fridges, stacking shelves, and generally getting ready for tonight.

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