The girls’ chins drop when they see me.
“Whoa, Toby has taste. Who knew?” Emmie mutters.
“Well, he chose me so I’m assuming you had a clue,” I counter, making all three of them bark out laughs.
“Touché, Jodie.”
“Here,” Stella says, passing me another note.
There’s a car waiting for you downstairs. I’ll see you soon, baby.
“Right, well… I guess I should go then.”
I’m halfway across the room before Stella blurts, “Good luck.”
“What the hell do I need luck for?” I ask as guilt covers her face.
“N-no reason,” she stutters as Emmie hits her upside the head, muttering, “Idiot.”
“Should I be worried?” I ask, turning back to focus on them.
“No, ignore her. Go have fun,” Emmie assures me.
“Okay, well… see you later then, I guess.”
“Later,” Emmie promises, and I swear I see a little evil twinkle in her eye.
Oh yeah, I should definitely be worried.
“Miss Walker,” the driver greets the second I step out of the building and find a black SUV waiting for me. The windows are as dark as the paintwork, and I can’t help but hope that I might find my man hiding behind them.
Sadly, that isn’t the case. When I poke my head inside, I find the back of the car disappointingly empty.
“Where are we going?” I ask a beat before the driver closes the door, shutting me inside.
“Can’t possibly say, Miss.” He winks, and I roll my eyes. “I hope he’s paying you well,” I shout before he closes the door, and I swear I hear him chuckling before it slams.
I’ve had ideas about what this night might hold since Toby first said he had a surprise on the phone earlier, but as we make a couple of more than obvious turns through the city, one becomes more and more insistent. And the thought of us heading there has my entire body buzzing with excitement.
I want it. I want to go back and do that all again so bad. And I know he’s aware of my desire to experience it all once more.
By the time we pull up outside the club that holds so many crazy, yet still slightly hazy memories for me, my hands are trembling and my need to see my man is almost all-consuming.
My driver gets out, and not a second later my door opens. Only, when I step out and look up to thank him, I don’t find my amused driver but Toby.
“Oh my God,” I gasp, leaping into his arms and slamming my lips down on his, forgetting all about the blood-red lipstick Stella painted on my lips.
We kiss out on the street right in front of Hades as if it’s the last chance we’ll ever get, and when we finally part, my entire body is aching with need.
“Miss me, baby?” Toby teases, reaching up to tidy up my lipstick.
“Please tell me we’re going in there,” I demand, much to his amusement.
“Fuck, you’re perfect,” he groans, pressing his brow to mine.
“So… are we?”
“You’re already ruining those pretty little knickers I got you at just the thought of stepping back inside there, aren’t you, Demon?”