Page 103 of Set the Moment
“Announcement for the birthday boy!” the DJ shouts into his mic, stopping me in my tracks as I look down at the floors under me. Breeze has four different levels shaped in a square pattern with a large dance floor on the bottom level. I can see everything in the building from where I’m standing.
“Jace Heart, an angel has arrived!” the DJ shouts, and all air in the room is sucked out. My body vibrates as I look everywhere, searching for her, but I can’t see anything or anyone with pink hair that isn’t so obviously a wig.
Without thought, my legs pull me away from my spot and to the elevators. I don’t think as I let my legs propel me to the ground floor. People dance and grind around each other as strobe lights flare through the lower level. I’m pushed around as I squeeze through the crowd looking for a head of pink hair.
“Where is she—” The air in my body is expelled through a sharp intake of breath as I stop in my tracks.
On the bar, a girl in a red lace corset that forms a heart shape around her chest wearing a red lace garter with matching angel wings and horns dances freely to the seductive music playing in the club.
I almost look past her and the guy who’s trying to get her attention, but something draws me in and that’s when I notice it.
Her hair—it’s black.
And that’smygirl.
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Iseeit,themoment that Jace realizes it’s me on the bar, dancing and living my video vixen dreams. He stumbles slightly, his head tilted adorably as he looks at me.
And I meantrulylooks at me.
When he spots the guy who’s been hackling me since I got here, a flip seems to switch in Jace’s mind. In an instant his once drunken stature is sober as a doorknob, and he’s hauling me over his shoulder, flipping off the guy on the bar.
“Bye-bye—” I yelp, cutting my sentence short as my ass stings from Jace’s harsh smack.
“Ouch…”
He chuckles darkly, smacking my ass again before barging into a room at the back of the club.
The room is colder and the harsh LED lighting sobers me up as I take in the man in front of me.
His blond waves are longer, stopping a little closer to his ears. There’s a dusting of light brown scruff decorating his face and he’s shirtless, dressed like a sexy firefighter. His jaw clenches as he looks down at me, inhaling deeply.
For a moment, there’s nothing but silence between us. He eyes me carefully as if he’d been craving to get a glimpse of me, and when his eyes land on my freshly dyed silk-press, they stay there.
I’ve never had black hair before, seeing as I’ve only worn my natural brown curls until I decided to dye my hair pink back in May.
Jace’s eyes wander from my hair to my contact covered eyes before he takes a deep breath. And for a moment, I think he’ll be calm…collected, even.
But the wordscalm,collected, andJace Hearthave never belonged in a sentence together.
In an instant, his mouth is attached to mine, his hand cupping my cheek as he takes me in his mouth, savoring our kiss.
My body comes to life as Jace runs his hand delicately from my jaw to my neck, giving it a light squeeze.
I wiggle against his front as his fingers trail from my neck, toying with the necklace he’d given me before cupping my breast, massaging me.
I groan, throwing my head back in pleasure as his kisses trail from my mouth down the column of my neck.
“Fuck…” I mumble, pulling him closer as he laps at my skin, sucking and biting my neck.
“Spread…your legs,” he commands, his voice breathy against my neck as I roll my head back, opening up for him.
“Atta girl. I want you to ride my fingers. Take them in you like the bad girl I know you are.” He smirks, eyeing me devilishly as I sigh.
The pressure of his thumb circling my clit as one finger pushes my panties to the side and enters my core has me seeing stars. Jace grins, his unused hand wrapping around my neck as he pulls our lips together in heated kiss.
