Page 10 of Close Your Eyes
“You look furious.” She crosses her arms over her chest, causing her breasts to push together, showcasing her cleavage.
“I’m fine.” I groan and scrub a hand down my face. “I should be running the club, not in here playing babysitter.”
The light in her eyes disappears, and I want to take back everything I just said to bring back the shine.
“I never asked for you to babysit me.”
I step closer. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t take my frustration out on you.”
She scowls at me. “Don’t talk to me anymore. You stay on that side. I’ll stay right here.”
“Fine.” I move to the opposite side of the room and lean back against the wall. I’m pissed that my body is having this physical reaction to her.
I barely know her, yet I want to ravage her. She reminds me of a tiny bunny sitting there, all unsuspecting of the predator standing here with its sights set right on her.
Fuck.
I push off the wall, and as soon as I make it halfway across the room, there’s a knock at the door. My eyes flash to Posey’s wide ones.
“I’ll get it. Stay behind me.” I’m sure whoever’s behind the door isn’t trying to hurt Posey, but you can never take too many chances. “I’m sure it’s just Lazarus.”
Just like I suspected, Lazarus is standing on the other side of the door when I open it.
He glances at Posey like she’s property, and she flits her eyes to me before following Lazarus out the door.
I lean my head out and say, “You’re welcome.” I leave the area, following Lazarus and Posey down the corridor, and I watch as they leave the club.
“Where have you been?” Devereaux asks, coming to stand in front of me.
I give him a handshake, shocked he’s here, which turns into a quick bro hug. “Wow, you’re at the club.” I don’t know why I’m so surprised. It is his club, and before he met Chloe, he was here every day.
“I thought I’d drop by to keep you all on your toes.”
“You wanted to have five minutes away from the baby. Don’t lie.”
He shakes his head with a smile, like he’s just been busted. “I don’t know how Chloe does it. She’s like a superstar mother. She’s never tired. Never bothered. She doesn’t seem to mind when he cries all night long.”
“But you do.” I raise a brow. I don’t even phrase it like a question. It’s a fact.
He scrubs a hand down his face, his brown eyes meeting mine. “I’m losing my mind. I feel like I’m constantly checking on him to make sure he’s still breathing. I swear I’ve never been happier, but I just needed a breather.”
I slap a hand on his shoulder. “That’s understandable.”
“What were you doing in one of the rooms?”
I roll my eyes. “Babysitting.”
Dev laughs. “Babysitting who?”
“Bane’s fiancée. The girl who was attacked last month.”
“Why do they keep bringing her here? I talked to Dean Maddox about everything that happened that night.”
“What does he think?”
Dev shakes his head. “He’s not sure. He thinks it’s an inside job. By one of Bane’s men.”
My blood boils. “I can’t understand what she sees in that guy.”