“Her friend was a total hottie, too,” Roger continued. “I gave her two tickets for tonight after we hooked up, so they might be back.”

This seemed to pique both Ryker and my brother’s interest. This girl had to have been pretty fucking fine for all of them to be talking about her like this.

Who was this mystery girl? Never before had Ryker, Axel, and Roger all agreed on how hot a woman was.

Especially not Ryker. Though he hadn’t technically agreed, I guess. He had kept whatever thoughts he’d had to himself, as usual.

But it was clear from his expression that he hadn’t disagreed with Roger’s and Axel’s assessment of the hot brunette.

And she was gonna be back in the club tonight? Yeah, I’d have to meet this chick.

I needed to see with my own eyes what all the fuss was about.

“Hey, the police were called about this drugging incident, right?” I asked Ryker.

“Yes, of course. They caught the guy.”

“Can you put a copy of that police report on my desk?” I asked him.

“Absolutely, I’ll do that shortly.”

“Perfect,” I said as I stood up out of my chair. “I’m going downstairs for a drink.”

Nobody answered or even replied as I walked out of the room. Which was fine. They could stay up here and be serious all night if they wanted to.

Didn’t mean I couldn’t have a good time. Anyway, I needed a drink after that fucking news.

I took the elevator downstairs, still brooding about the incident from last night. The asshole who thought he could get away with drugging a girl here.

The girl. Jesus, I needed to get a look at her.

I walked over to the bar, already finding myself glancing around for this girl. No sign of anyone who fit her description yet, but it was still early and there was no guarantee she’d even show up at all. Roger said he gave her friend two more tickets, but that didn’t mean she’d show up.

Especially not if she had been traumatized by the events from last night. Hopefully Axel really had made her feel at ease when he dropped her off at home.

I tried to not to fixate on the thought of seeing this girl, but I couldn’t get her out of my head. I always set out to have the sexiest woman in any given room. That was my thing. And the way those guys had described her?

Sounded like she was pretty damn sexy.

I just had to see her.

One drink turned to two, then to three, and still no sight of her.

Maybe she really wasn’t coming.

There were plenty of other women here. Nice looking women. Sexy women.

Women who wanted me and were making that fact extremely obvious.

Normally I’d engage them, but for some reason I wasn’t feeling it tonight. Probably because I was too intrigued by this girl I’d never seen. Even though she wasn’t here, I already had my mind set on having her.

What could I say? I liked a challenge.

But after sitting at the bar for half the night, I was starting to lose hope that she’d come at all. I’d had quite a few beers and had to take a leak, so I took the elevator back upstairs. There were bathrooms downstairs of course, but there was always a line and I much preferred the private bathrooms on the third floor.

As I came out of the elevator, I heard two voices talking. I wasn’t planning to snoop, I was just gonna walk straight down the hall, but when I realized they were talking about that damn girl again, I had to get a listen.

“So you actually slept with her, then?” I recognized the voice as Ryker’s.