"Anything for you, beauty." He turned to Grace. "How about you, angel?"
"Same." She smiled and turned to face me. "Hell, no, not better than Erik. Can you imagine the two of them together though? One buried deep in your ass and the other-"
"Hey. I'm good." I lifted my hand as my pulse spiked. I'd never been with two men, nor had I let one have his way with me. Maybe that's the reason my sex life was so incredibly dull. I only lived the fun stuff in my head.
"Oh. Sorry." She blushed and fiddled with the front of her dress.
"No, I'm sorry. I was just kidding." I wrapped my arm around her shoulders. "You been fantasizing about Erik at the library?"
"Yeah. I can't help it. He's so sexy, Jenna. So dangerous looking."
"I would tell you to fuck him, but he's dangerous, Grace. He's not the average guy you're looking for when you want a one-night stand. He's vile. Nasty. Dark. Deadly."
"You talking about me again?" Nate moved up beside me and pressed his forearms to the bar as the bartender returned with our drinks.
"Here you go, ladies. ‘Sup, Nathaniel. You need a drink, brother?"
Nate shook his head and glanced down at me. "No, but these girls can drink for free tonight. Put it on my tab."
"No. You don't have to-" I lifted my hand. I had plenty of money. I didn't need him or anyone else buying my shit.
He grabbed my hand and lifted it to his face before brushing his nose along the palm of my hand and biting at the flesh. "I want to. Hush or I'll put you over my knee and spank your fine ass right here in front of your bestie and the stiff prick hoping to fuck you tonight."
I glanced over to Grace to apologize, but the look of lust on her face told me I didn't need to bother. Not many people could talk shit about her brother, Thomas, but it would seem that Nate was one of them.