Fated to the Enemy’s Daughter (ALPHA DRAGONS’ FATED MATES #1) by Alicia Banks EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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Jade
I caught him watching me.
Again.
“That’s the third time in less than half an hour,” I complained, my
voice lowered. “This is ridiculous.”
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“What is?”
I lifted my hand to half hide my face. “That asswipe a few tables
over. He keeps staring at me.”
Alix started to look around, her drink to her lips.
“Tssst,” I hissed, halting her. “Don’t look at him, dammit. I don’t
want him to know I’ve caught on.”
“He probably already knows, given your current defensive body
language.”
Straightening, I lowered my hand, picked up my rum and coke, and
looked nowhere except at Alix. As was the norm after work on a Friday
afternoon, the bar jumped and hopped. Drinks were half price until seven,
which brought in the neighborhood businessmen and women, bar flies, and
your average Joe. Alix and I, best friends since high school, became
regulars on Friday evenings for the last five years.
“Is he cute?” Alix asked.
I sneaked a quick look at the dude, discovering he busily laughed at
something his buddy said, and for once wasn’t sending me creepy vibes.
“Very.”
Before I stopped her, Alix shot a glance over her shoulder. “The
black-haired dude who looks like he just stepped off a photoshoot with
GQ?”
“That’s him.”
“Girl, he’s checking you out. Maybe you should buy him a drink.”
“Don’t even go there,” I snapped in an undertone. “I’m not looking to
get laid, don’t want a relationship, and he’s creepy.”
“Creepy how?”
I shot another glance past her and found Creepy GQ model openly
staring at me yet again. “It’s hard to say. It’s like, well, it’s like he’s not
watching me because he likes the way I look or is attracted to me. It’s
almost as though he wants to eat me.”
Alix smirked. “Oh, baby.”
“Not that kind.” I sipped my drink, wondering why I always seemed
to attract the sickos. The psych ward escapees who liked to stalk women so
they could get off that night. I’ve certainly had my share of the weirdos.
Last year’s stalker is currently rotting in prison for stalking and attempted
sexual assault.
Attempted because I broke his nose, two ribs, and his right
collarbone. All in defense of my person. One really doesn’t want to piss me
off.
“Look,” Alix said, “you’re beautiful. He’s checking you out, maybe
getting his courage up to buy you a drink. He doesn’t look the sexual
predator type to me.”
“And just what does a sexual predator look like, babe?” I demanded.
“My last stalker looked like Mister Rogers. Cardigan sweater and all.”
Alix broke into laughter. “Yeah, he did, didn’t he? If that dude over
there had a buzz cut, he could be Captain America.”
True, the Creepy GQ model was built like an Avenger. Broad
shoulders, bulging biceps under his white shirt, his tie loosened at his
throat.
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