advantageous view. All the time the music pumped and the liquor flowed. Beautiful servers, both men and women, brought bottles of expensive spirits and champagne to tables of expensively-dressed patrons. In time the curtains on the booths began to close, and body contact began to get more intimate.
Always there was the smell, at once intoxicating and maddening. As her senses heightened, Kenzi knew she could expect all of her perceptions to become keener, but the smells in this club were driving her wild. The press of humanity, the delicate scents of clean, fresh skin, the saltier tang of sweat as they danced and the rich musk that drifted out between the curtains of the booths were driving her wild with desire. She couldn’t yet separate the hunger-lust into its different elements, so she watched with fevered eyes the beautiful bodies that swirled around her. She felt a flush of arousal creep through her as she began to wonder if she could slip behind a curtain and just take a sip…
“Are you listening?” Tasha asked in annoyance.
Kenzi snapped back to the moment at hand.
“Are you on something?” Tasha peered closely in Kenzi’s eyes. “I don’t care if you want to take a little something on your own time, but not here, understand?”
“I’m not on anything, just a little caught up in the vibe here,” Kenzi answered and tried to slow her racing heart.
Tasha glanced down at Kenzi’s dress, “I can see that, but try to calm yourself. You’ll attract the wrong kind of attention.”
Kenzi looked down and saw what had attracted the other woman’s notice. Her nipples were pushing prominently against the thin fabric. She was surprised a blush didn’t come; perhaps she’d lost that ability. She smiled coolly instead.
“Like I said; the vibe,” she said.
Tasha stopped and listened to the tiny earphone hidden discretely in one ear. She scanned the club.
“The boss is here,” she announced and Kenzi followed her look.
The sight made her freeze. On the other side floor, near the hallway that lead back to the offices and dressing room was a tall, blond-haired man who resembled a Viking in a modern business suit, but it was the man he was with that had frozen her. Gabriel Sands stood with the Viking, whom she assumed was Maksim Bulgarin. Sands calmly studied the crowd, his seamless face inhumanly expressionless.
Kenzi quickly turned her back. She and Connor had discussed this possibility and steps to be taken should the need arise. Gabriel would be able to tell she was not human if he came close enough to smell her, but thanks to her recent transformation, he would have to get very close. As for her appearance, she now looked very little like the huntress he had taken in the woods. Her dark sable hair was styled in loose waves that reached down her back, and her hazel eyes were now accented to dramatic effect with dark eye shadow and eye liner. Using more make-up tricks her cheekbones now appeared much more severe. In short, she had used every trick in a woman’s arsenal to change her appearance short of resorting to a disguise.
With her heartbeat returning to normal she turned back to face her foes, even if they were across the room.
“So which one is the boss?” She kept her tone level, as though barely interested.
“The blond guy with the short beard, he’s Maksim. I’m not sure who that other guy is, but he’s been here a lot lately.” Tasha shuddered slightly as she turned away. Kenzi guessed she would never admit to being disturbed by anyone, but clearly Gabriel had that effect on her.
“So is Maksim cool or what?” Kenzi asked casually.
Tasha shot her a knowing smile. “I’m sure you’ll find out. He likes to get to know all of his new female employees.”
“So it’s like that, huh?” Kenzi asked with a smile of her own.
Tasha just shrugged, but made the gesture elegant. “It’s whatever you want it
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