Page 11 of Tainted Romance

Chase and I were friends, nothing more and nothing less. He was a hot head, just like his brother, but Chase did have a softer side to him. Unlike Blake, he wouldn’t attack you for just looking at him.

Chase was, I guess, the nicer twin.

There was barely any distance between us, both of us moving together to the deep bass music.

For a few moments, everything drifted away. That was until I felt him. I didn’t have to see him to know he was here. I could feel him, and he was close.

Just like every other time before, my pulse quickened, and I felt my whole body alert to his presence.

Chase’s hands were running down my back, and it was his touch that kept me from searching the crowd looking for Zane. I felt my head fill with tension and I instantly knew my thoughts were no longer my own.

‘Don’t you have the wrong twin, Allie?’

‘Didn’t know you took much notice,’I snapped back into his mind. His mind was slightly blurry, perhaps he had been drinking.

I went up on my tippy toes to speak into Chase’s ear. “I think I need another drink.”

He nodded, letting go of me. “Want me to come?” I saw his eyes flicker to the very skinny girl who was dancing next to us.

“Nope, all good.” I smiled, turning my back on him and weaving my way to the bar. Chase and I were friends, and I wasn’t going to hold it against him for ditching me for another.

If Chase had a chance with that chick, I would keep my distance and let him have some fun.

Maybe I could head home.

‘You didn’t answer my question,’Zane’s voice demanded.

‘You didn’t ask one.’

Talking to Zane in my mind often felt like I was talking to myself.

‘Why are you all over Falcon C, instead of Falcon B?’

‘I never said I was exclusive to Blake.’

“No, you didn’t, but usually when you say he is your boyfriend that is normally assumed.” Zane was standing next to me, and, for once, his alluring velvet voice was out of my mind, and I could hear it for real.

My eyes widened, taken aback by his sudden appearance. “Well, you know what they say, you shouldn’t assume things.”

I could feel the inner beast inside of me alert and ready to pounce on her mate. While she might be bathing in his closeness, my nerves were on fire.

“Are you leaving?” Zane glanced at the phone in my hand.

I had already brought up the taxi number. I didn’t really see the point in staying any longer. Blake and Chase were busy with other people, and I didn’t mind the idea of heading home and perhaps watching a movie before falling asleep. Plus, I knew for a fact there was a re-run ofMisfitson.

“I have a date.”

Zane’s face dropped slightly from shock.

“Not like that.” I laughed. “With the TV,” I explained. I didn’t want him thinking I was some crazy girl who slept with heaps of men.

“You’re heading home, leaving all this,” He gestured around the club, “To go home and watch TV?” He didn’t get it, and I didn’t expect him to.

“Guess I’m weird.” I shrugged my shoulders.

Somehow during our conversation, we had stepped closer to each other. I blamed it on the thudding music which made it so hard to hear.

“Your mom is out of town, isn’t she?” Zane asked, before finishing his drink.

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