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“You work too hard, Nikki. How about on Friday you have a drink with me when your shift is over?” Blake asked as he walked with me through the parking lot.

He always asks.

“I’d really love to, Blake, but I don’t like hanging out here when I’m done. It makes me....” My voice trailed off.

Blake chuckled, “I get it, Nikki. How about I take you to the bar around the corner?” Seeing my indecision, “Come on, Nikki, just two friends having a drink.”

I didn’t want to give him the wrong idea, but maybe if I just did it, he would realize what a dull dud I am. “Okay, Blake, we can do that.”

Blake gave me a blinding smile. “We better swap numbers in case something comes up.” Using the excuse to get my number. I took out my phone, watched while he put his number in, and then pinged his phone to make sure. He reached around and opened my car door. “Be careful going home, Nikki. I can’t wait to see you on Friday.”

I got in my car, putting my violin in the back seat. “I will see you Friday, Blake,” I said, shutting my door. When I pulled out, Blake was still standing there watching as I drove out of the lot. Blake has never caused me a reason to worry. He has always been polite and helpful, but I had a bad feeling for a minute. It’s probably nothing, just fatigue setting in. I needed a bath and my bed.

CHAPTER TWO

I WAS MAKINGher nervous. My butterfly had already spilled several drinks and almost fell three times as I watched her from my usual spot. I caught her a few times looking at me beneath the lashes of her lowered eyes, thinking I wouldn’t notice.

How wrong she was.

I noticed everything Nicolette did. Her every move was recorded in my mind. I could see her quickening pulse from here. Nicolette may be intimidated by me, but she was also attracted to me. I watched as she tried to skirt around tables to avoid mine—time to stop that.

“Nicolette, come here, please,” I said, signaling her with my hand and trying not to chuckle at the panic on her face. Fuck, you would think I was going to throw her on the table and fuck her right here.

I’m not, but the idea has my cock hardening in my jeans.

Strolling over to the table, she stood there, eyes lowered, hands clasped in front of her, her pulse jumping inside her neck. My butterfly was a natural Sub, and I couldn’t wait to train her just for me. “What can I get you, Vampire?” She asked softly, so soft I had to strain to hear her.

“Do I make you nervous, Nicolette?”

Her face turned a beautiful shade of pink; keeping her eyes lowered, she said, “A little; you’re very intense.” Her face went from pink to red with her admission.

I took my fingers, hooking them under her chin, forcing her to look at me. “You please me by being honest little butterfly. I like that very much.” I watched her face soften with my praise. Nicolette is fucking gold.

Perfect and mine.

I let go of her face. “Can you please bring me another shot of vodka, Nicolette?” I said, lighting up a cigarette. My eyes never left hers.

“Yes, Vampire, I will be right back,” she said, flushing as she hurried to the bar for my drink. I watched her body sway as she walked away with an innocent sexiness that, along with her submission, was making my body uncomfortable. She didn’t understand how attractive she was. Naked women were dancing on stage, and she had all my attention. Nicolette turned me on with just a look from those big blue eyes of hers.

“How long will you play cat and mouse with her, Vampire?” Lord asked me, taking a seat at the table.

“Until I catch her, of course,” I said, smirking.

“You scare the shit out of her. You know that, right?”

“I noticed.” Watching her walk back to the table with my drink.

She sat the drink down. “Here’s your drink, Vampire.”

“Thank you very much, Nicolette,” I said, watching her shift from foot to foot, waiting on me to dismiss her.

“Will there be anything else?” She asked nervously.

“No, that’s all,” I said, and she turned and hurried back to the bar.

Lord chuckled beside me. “You are so fucked up. Nikki is sweet and doesn’t seem like your type at all.”

“You don’t worry about Nicolette, and I made it clear she was off-limits to you fucks. And my type is none of your business.” I growled. Pissed that Lord noticed her sweetness. They all called her Nikki, but to me, she is Nicolette; Nikki is too plain for a beautiful woman like her.

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