Something Fierce [The Underground 1] (Siren Publishing Classic)

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the bar caught her eye. He was dressed in a suit, attire that seemed grossly inappropriate for the atmosphere yet made him stand out like a sore thumb. He threw back a shot, yet his focus was directly on her. Even from the distance she could see him watching her, grinning at her. He cocked his head to the side, indicating the dance floor, and grinned wider. Tristan felt her face heat.
    “He’s cute. Why not take him up on his offer and show him what you got?” Kylie spoke into her ear and Tristan gently nudged her at the same time she shook her head.
    “No, I don’t really feel like it.” Kylie had a grip on her shoulders and had her turned around the next instant.
    “Listen, things will get better. You can’t keep living that night over and over again. I know it takes time to forget. I know, but you are letting that prick ruin your life.” At Tristan’s silence Kylie spoke again. “Don’t let him ruin you.”
    They stared at each other for a suspended moment and then Tristan looked back at the man at the bar. He was still watching her, a smile still on his face. He indicated the dance floor once more, and she let a smile play across her face. She looked back at Kylie.
    “You’re right.” She watched Kylie smile brightly.
    “No one will hurt you, I promise. We are all right here to watch your back.” Kylie pointed behind her to the other women, and Tristan smiled again.
    She took a calm breath and made her way past the bouncer, down the stairs, and through the crushing bodies packed on the dance floor. He hadn’t moved. In fact, his gaze was on her right as she parted the crowd. He was very attractive, yet the image of someone else played in her mind. Shaking her head, she knew this might be just what she needed to get over her silly crush on Kash.
    “Hi.”
    She couldn’t hear him through all the noise, but she had read his lips and understood what he had said. She smiled back and shyly looked down. The heels she wore were two years old and the toes were slightly scuffed. She brought her eyes up to meet his and saw the warm, sweet smile on his face. He held his hand out and she tentatively took it. They made their way to the center of the dance floor and Tristan couldn’t help but glance back to see if Kylie was watching. Sure enough her best friend stood at the railing, a wide smile on her face.
    Tristan didn’t even know this man’s name, yet he had his arm wrapped around her waist and pulled her body close to his. His warm breath skated across her ear, and she couldn’t help but shiver, despite the intense heat. It was far hotter on the ground floor than it was in the VIP section.
    “Hi. I’m Thad.”
    His voice held a slight accent, British perhaps? It was hard to tell with the deafening music surrounding them. She turned her head toward his ear and said her name. When he leaned back and looked down at her, a grin covered his face. He was classically handsome, with chiseled cheekbones, a strong, narrow nose, and a cleft chin. He was nothing like Kash, nothing like the hard, raw, testosterone-filled man her roommate was.
    Stop it.
    Thad wasn’t too much taller than her or heavily muscled. He was lean, like a swimmer. She couldn’t help but feel slightly disappointed. His face came to mind, one that was devilishly handsome and all male. If Kash was before her she would have had to crane her neck back just to meet his eyes, and her arms surely wouldn’t have fit around his neck.
    The song that played overhead turned slow and sultry. Tristan felt her cheeks heat as he expertly moved them around. She had to give him credit. His hands stayed above the equator. She found her mouth close to his ear again.
    “Your outfit is a little bit—” How could she put it without offending him?
    “Out of place? Overdone? Ridiculous for a club setting?” He chuckled at the look she must have given him.
    Her face heated with embarrassment.
    “Yeah, I just came from work. I’m supposed to meet some buddies

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