And as shocking as this revelation is — kinda like when he called me cute — the second realization is much more shocking to me.
The fact that those dancing shadows make him look… beautiful.
And sexy.
God, he’s sexy.
I’ve never thought that about a guy before. Sure, I’ve seen a lot of cute guys, handsome guys. But I don’t think I’ve ever seen a guy who’s equal parts beautiful and sexy.
This is crazy.
Isn’t it?
But wait, there’s more. There’s a third realization.
That his eyes are dark, yes — chocolate brown to be specific — but that’s not all. There are hues of red in them too. That I only notice now because I’m so close to him and the night sky seems to be on fire.
“And I didn’t,” he says, watching me.
“You didn’t what?”
“Ruin your party.”
“You —”
“Because this isn’t your party, is it?”
My eyes go wide. As doeshissmile.
But before either of us can say anything, a strange voice distracts us both.
“Found him.” Some static comes on before that voice continues, “Yeah, bringing him in now.”
His words sound ominous, and when he comes into view, with his walkie talkie and all, I don’t like the look of him either. He’s big and broad and from the looks of it, a security guard.
He comes to a stop a few feet away from us and addresses the guy who just set the sky on fire. “Having fun?”
At the guard’s irritated question, he turns toward him and shrugs. “You could say that.”
“You scared a lot of people, kid.”
“I heard, yeah.”
The man shakes his head. “Your father wants to see you.”
“Thought he might.”
“You going to come easily?”
“I could,” he muses, “but since I do like to have fun, I’m gonna say no.”
The man sighs. “I’m not running after you, kid. They don’t pay me enough for that shit, all right?”
“Yeah, my father is a penny-pinching asshole. Despite the popular belief.” Cocking his head to the side, he continues, “Fortunately for you though, I don’t take after the old man. How about you let me go and I’ll pay you double whatever it is they pay you for a month.”
The man stares at him for a few seconds before stepping forward. “Come on, Reign. Let’s go.”
“Reign…”