When we reach the bottom of the stairs he came over, his eyes roving over my body hungrily, his wicked sexy grin was blinding compared to the usual cocky air he showed. Tonight it's gone and in its place is a sexy intriguing male who is oozing fuck-me vibes that sent heat pooling to my molten center.
"Syn," he said lifting his grin into a smile as I accepted his arm that he held out for support. "You look beautiful," his eyes slowly slid down my body with naked desire in their fiery golden depths.
"You clean up pretty good as well Ryder," I mumbled before biting my lip as I smiled.
Adam leaned in and whispered in my ear before he and Larissa went out the doors, "It's so a date."
I blushed, turning to watch his retreating back as he turned smiling back at me wiggling his eyebrows childishly over his shoulder. Ryder only laughed as we followed them to the waiting limos outside. I looked at it and smiled. It was black gloss in color and had tinted windows.
He opened the door and we climbed in silently, when we were fully inside he sat across from me, his eyes dangerously sexy as they caressed over me. I crossed my legs and leaned against the seat for support, which I needed in any form I could get right now.
I managed to pull my eyes from his hungry look and watched as we drove away from the mansion. The loud sound of a cork being removed from a bottle made me jump and place both hands on the soft leather seats.
Ryder laughed, "Scared to be alone with me Pet?"
I watched the bubbles flow from the bottle, none of them landing on his crisp freshly pressed suit. "Not at all," I lied.
"You’re a horrible liar and you should be afraid. The things I want to do with you right now…I could think of a few hundred things to do right now that don’t include ending up at the club tonight."
I swallowed and narrowed my eyes on him, "This isn't a date. You promised to give me a time frame for when you would release me from the contract."
This isn’t a date, yeah nice Syn! He hadn’t said anything about it being a date.
"So I did," he said as he reached to the window box and pulled out two champagne flutes and held them in one hand as he filled them before offering me one, which I accepted without a second thought. I needed it to calm my nerves. Or at least, that is what I told myself.
"Are you going to?" I asked prompting a reply from him.
"At the end of the night, is what we agreed on. Until then you promised to relax and not try to control everything. So drink and relax Syn. Loosen up and enjoy the night. Tomorrow we have to continue the search for the killers."
"What is it you expect from me tonight exactly, Ryder?" I asked watching his dangerous eyes flick to my legs.
"The possibilities are endless Synthia."
Twenty Six
We entered the sub-level of the club through an elevator which I hadn't noticed the first time I'd been inside Sidhe Darklands. It had been a short visit and I'd been bordering on hysterical when I'd been here signing his contract. This level was exclusive. Security was thick inside the club tonight as if they were expecting trouble. I fisted my hands at my side as my eyes wandered and took in the assortment of creatures inside the club. It was something out of a nightmare, different branches of the Fae, many kinds I had never seen before, mingling with humans who looked to be here willingly. Of course I looked willing—which was really still up in the air.
"Having second thoughts?" Ryder asked close enough to my ear that his breath fanned my neck.
I turned to look at him as the elevator behind us opened to allow more Fae into the room. One approached us not even trying to hide what he was. He was dressed immaculately, his long hair tied at his nape with a strip of leather. His eyes were red with orange around the irises, his hair coppery red.
"Ryder," he said stopping to bow to Ryder who tipped his head to acknowledge the newcomer.
"Altius," Ryder said dismissing him with a nod.
The Fae moved on without another word as Ryder's men, who had come earlier, moved in around us. Tonight they looked wild, as if they were fighting against something and losing. Zahruk's eyes were wild, his mouth tightened from strain. I was about to ask if he was okay, or if we should worry, when music started up from the stage set up in the front of the small intimate club.
We were moved further in as more and more Fae showed up, each acknowledging Ryder before moving deeper into the club. "You know them all?" I asked turning my head to watch his response.
He smiled wolfishly, his eyes turning to lock with mine. "Why wouldn’t I?" He asked quietly which I barely managed to hear over the pounding music.
"Because most look like they might be from the Horde," I said just as quietly.
His smile grew bigger, "Someone has been doing her homework," Ryder replied his eyes now challenging me to say more.
If he was moving in on the Horde in the King's absence it was none of my business, not unless it caused a war which crossed into my world. Until then, it was his problem. I smiled and let it drop for a moment which only seemed to amuse him.