Page 33 of Ravage

She pouts, batting her eyelashes at him. "I mean, you're welcome to touch me, then."

I groan as Connell turns bright red and makes a hasty exit, heading towards the group of men I'd been eyeing earlier. "Must you antagonise the poor man?"

"Yes. Until he actually does something about his little crush, I will continue to dangle the bait in front of him."

Annika had told me that on the night Connell first came to a club night, before he worked there, they'd had some of the dirtiest, hottest sex of her life. But he's kept her at arm's length ever since. She hasn't been able to give me a straight answer as to why, but my money is on Connell being like me, terrified of catching feelings and preferring to keep sex as a physical release only. Annika doesn't have the same opinion on relationships as I do, but is happily single, so hasn't bothered putting herself out there.

God help any man or woman she decides to date though, because she's a handful.

Sebastian comes up behind us, placing a hand on both our lower backs. "Can I get you ladies some cocktails?"

I smile. "Yes please."

Annika nods beside me.

"Old fashioned, Imogen?" I shoot him a thumbs up. "And a French martini for you?" He directs the last question to Annika, and we both grin.

There really isn't anything that this man doesn't know. Including our cocktails of choice.

He heads towards the bar, and I watch with amusement as several women track his movements with fascination. My bet is that none of them would be able to handle a man like Sebastian.

Sebastian returns with our cocktails and the three of us head for one of the high tables near the railing overlooking the city.

"This place is amazing," I say, looking around the bar from this new angle.

They've created a cosy atmosphere with a mix of overstuffed couchesand inviting armchairs arranged around coffee tables. From where we're sitting, I can now see the plunge pool tucked around the corner, its underwater lights illuminating the blue water and making it glow against the night.

"Yes. The hotel owner is one of our Sydney clients, and he has been at us to use his facilities."

"Oh, this is one of his places?" I ask, knowing exactly who Sebastian is talking about.

We don't share the true identities of our higher profile clients amongst the staff, but in my position, I see all the financials, and there's no hiding their names when they use their credit cards to pay their accounts.

Sebastian nods, and I look around with renewed interest. I'd known the guy was loaded, but if this is just one of the hotels he owns, he must be billionaire rich, too.

When I finish my drink, I excuse myself to go to the bathroom and leave the two of them to chat with Dante.

When I exit the bathroom stall, a woman I don't recognise is at the sink, washing her hands. She meets my gaze in the mirror, and her eyes widen.

"Wow, you're fucking hot," she says, and I choke on a laugh when she blushes. "Sorry, that just slipped out."

I wave my hand. "It's okay. I'll take the compliment. You're gorgeous, too."

She continues blushing, and I can tell she's questioning why she just told a random woman in the bathroom she found her attractive. The more time I spend around my Dark Desires family, the more I realise that there is something about them that has men and women alike drawn to them. I guess it's rubbing off on me.

When I leave the bathroom, I see that Sebastian and Dante have left the table, dragged onto the dance floor by Kresta, Daniella and Sabrina. Surprisingly, Annika is still at the table, chatting to a tall, well-built blond man who has his back to me. I would have thought she'd be the first one on the dance floor,so this guy must be particularly hot if she allowed herself to be diverted from driving the men in the room crazy with her provocative dance moves.

I run my gaze over his back as I move closer. Dressed in dark jeans and a dress shirt with the sleeves rolled to his elbows, the fabric stretches across his broad, muscular back. And the way his jeans hug his arse? Yeah, no wonder Annika is still standing there, if the view from the front is just as good.

I go to join them, smirking at Annika as I come to a stop at the man's side and pick up the fresh cocktail that had arrived while I was gone.

She grins back at me, and flicks a look towards the guy, before looking back at me with wide eyes. Thinking she's telling me to check out her new victim, I turn to introduce myself and freeze when I'm met with blue eyes filled with humour.

"Cam?"

"Hello, Imogen."

Fuck...

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