THREE

DIVA

BY THE TIME WE found a parking spot and walked to the front of club, it was just after nine o'clock. Moses was waiting for us on the sidewalk, looking like he'd stepped right out of a J. crew ad. Wearing dark jeans and a fitted light gray Polo shirt, he was quite the sight to behold. He was one of the few guys I saw who could look good with wearing his collar up.

After we finished greeting one another, we glanced at the line and realised it's snaked around the corner. I was excited to go in but I wasn't too sure about the long-*** wait.

"Come on, let's go," Moses said as he grapped each of our hands and pulled toward the man with the clipboard.

"Don't we have to go to the end of the line?" I nervously eyed up everyone waiting.

"No, I know one of the bartenders working tonight. He said he'd put us on the list. So let's go, shall we?" I reached up and kissed him on his gorgeous cheek, thankful he had connections.

As soon as we walked in, I was surprised with the sheer size of the place, as it looked much larger than it appeared from outside. Private sitting areas littered either side of the enormous room, each with four black leather sofas running the length of each wall.

The dance floor was smack-dab in the middle of the space, throngs of people busy swaying and grinding to the beats thrumming through the large speaker system.

Straight ahead was a bar, accompanied with an area set up for bands to play. There wasn't anyone scheduled that night, though, which was a little disappointing, I loved to discover new music, and the local talent was certainly in abundance around our area.

As we headed further into the club, in awe of all of various components, we almost missed the second floor towering above us, a DJ Booth hidden in the centre of it.

First impressions were everything, and Throttle was a place I could definitely see as revisiting.

"Let's had back to the bar to grab some drinks before it becomes way too crowded for us to even order anything," Julia hollered over the music.

"Don't worry about it. My friend Lewis said he's working the bar. I just have to find him." Moses grabbed both of our hands again and led us towards our drink hookup. Finding him easily enough, we had a double orders in less than 2 minutes. I tried not to make eye contact with the people who had been waiting before us because I could feel them giving us the evil eye.

We were lucky enough to find an open seating area, with room for all 3 of us. "I can definitely see us coming here a lot," Julia voiced as she winked at some random guy passing by with his friends. I grinned at her confidence.

"Julia, can we be here for 20 minutes before you start stalking your prey?" Moses nudged her shoulder with his, giving her a wink.

She laughed. "You know me better than that by now, sweetie."

"I do." He looked over at me and shrugged, knowing Julia would continue to be Julia, no matter what.

We been sitting for close to an hour before we needed a refill. Since Moses brought the first around, I announced I'd go for the next one. I wasn't sure whether or not Lewis would remember me from a two-second introduction an hour before, but I'd give it a shot.

Weaving my way through the ever-growing crowd, I accidentally knocked into a few people on my way. I failed to consider how I'd make it back without spilling everything all over myself, or someone else for that matter.

Thankfully, I spotted Lewis right away. "More of the same for all of you?" I couldn't believe he remembered what we were all drinking. Impressive, especially with the number of drinks he'd poured so far.

Contemplating how I was going to carry 6 drinks back to our area, I was startled when I felt warm breath on my neck.

Then I heard a voice .

"Do you need help with those?"

The hairs on the back of my neck instantly prickled.

That voice!

It couldn't be.

Sure enough, when I turned around, I hit against his towering form, spilling part of a drink all over his shoe. It was Solomon. What the hell is he doing here? And how did he see me in this crowd?

Stepping back, I was able to get a better look at him. And oh, was he quite the sight. His black shirt fit him like a glove, a hint of an exquisite body underneath. He cuffed the material up to his elbows, exposing sexy forearms. Dark-washed jeans hung seductively on his hips, teasing and tormenting the hell out of my suddenly overactive hormones.

He looked...opulent.

His hair behaved in that unruly way, looking as though he was constantly running his hands through it. Sexy was what it was.

I longed to run my fingers through it, twisting his soft stands around my hand as I pulled him into me.

Holy Christ. Get a hold of yourself, women!

Being in close proximity to him was a dangerous game. His intoxicating scent surrounded me, automatically making me even more aroused than I was a second ago.

His pheromones were sending mine into overdrive.

"Did you need some help?" he repeated, patiently waiting for my answer. Roving his eyes slowly over my face, he lingered on my lips before dipping lower to gaze at my breasts. His look descended until he reached my feet, then ever so slowly, he raised them back up to meet my eyes. Eventually. I felt vulnerable, as if I was standing ***** in front of him. Parting his mouth, he slowly ran this tongue over his bottom lip, a lip I suddenly wanted to bite. Without realising it, I mimicked his actions, running my tongue slowly over the sensitive skin.

Quickly regaining my wits, I finally responded.

"No thanks. I can manage just fine by myself." I try to pretend like I didn't remember him, trying not to appear affected by his mere presence. I didn't think I was too convincing, however.

"I insist." Before I could protest, he grabbed four of the six drinks, turned and waited for me to follow. He was obviously not taking no for an answer.

"Fine" was the only thing I could think to say. He made me uneasy, purely in a sexual way. Quick inhalations preceded shallow breaths, my n*pples becoming painfully erect and pushing against thin fabric of my shirt. A Deep ache bloomed between my thighs, making me hyperaware my body was betraying the distant persona I tried to portray. Never before had any man affected me so deeply.

He led the way through the crowd, dodging people as he confidently strolled towards my friends. As soon as we reached them, they glanced first at him then over to me with questioning eyes.

"Who's your friend?" Julia asked, her delight written all over her face as she perused him, top to bottom, stopping no longer than necessary when her eyes hit his package. She was practically drooling when she finally looked back to me. I laughed. Her blatant inspection of him was too funny and I couldn't help myself. Thankfully he was oblivious, or at least I thought he was.

"He's not staying." I didn't mean to come off as rude, but I found it all to disconcerting a stranger made me react so dramatically and physically pitting my body against my brain. I grabbed the rest of the drinks from him and put them down on the table. When I finally happened to look at Moses, I noticed he was glaring at our visitor. I instantly shifted my gaze and saw Solomon returning Moses's glower.

Both men looked pissed,for reasons unknown to me. But I knew enough about testosterone to realise I should put some distance between them both. Although Moses was in excellent shape, this guy had a good couple inches on him, not to mention a few more pounds of muscle. Besides, I didn't want to put Moses in the position to defend me. He'd become somewhat protective of me when we were out together. Maybe it was because I was shy when it comes to dealing with people I didn't know. I stuck up for myself when necessary, but I didn't like confrontation unless it was unavoidable.

I turned towards the relative stranger and instinctively put my hands on his arm, pushing him away from our table Shit! His arm is even more rock-solid than it looks. "Thanks for your help," I mumbled, still trying to rein in my overavtive hormones.

"I'll see you real soon," he said, his voice like velvet coating my ears.

Shivers instantly wracked my body.

Then he was gone.

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