Amber: July: Mystic Zodiac, Book 7 Read Free Page B

mirrored glass. Could he see her taking in his beauty like he was a goddamn high-end painting in the ritziest gallery? A slow, seductive smile curved his lips, and she would swear lust flashed in his eyes. He and his friend stepped up to the bar, but his gaze never left hers.
    Amber stumbled back, caught completely off guard. Frost’s hand shot out, wrapping around her upper arm. She pulled her gaze away from the mysterious man and sucked in a much-needed breath.
    “You okay?” Frost’s brows drew together in a frown, his pale blue eyes searching her face. She didn’t know what he saw but whatever it was, worry flashed across his handsome features.
    She licked her dry lips and nodded; intent on reassuring him and hoping he wouldn’t ask any more questions. “Yeah.” Shaking her head, she stepped away from him easily. “I need to get back to work. My ten minutes are up, and Brit is looking swamped.”
    “You sure? You look like you just saw a ghost or something. I don’t mind if you hang out here for a couple more minutes. I can go help Brittany out.”
    Amber pasted a smile on, not about to show how much she was unnerved. To have a complete stranger have that kind of effect on her was unheard of, and she wanted to keep it that way. She was a Siren for Goddess sake. A woman of beauty and desire who could lure in anyone she wanted with one sultry word. She was the one who stopped people in their tracks. Made them do anything in order to be with her.
    A man who had the ability to do that to her and set her libido on fire with one look was a very dangerous man. She’d have to stay on her toes around him if she wanted to stay free and single. The married life was not the Siren’s way.

Chapter 3
    July 3rd - Friday
    T heo nudged Andreas , pulling him back to the here and now. A cute blonde stood in front of them, batting her baby blue eyes at him expectantly.
    They were standing at the bar directly in front of the two-way mirror. Whoever was behind it had his wolf captivated. He did a mental shake and focused on the bartender. “Sorry.”
    “What do you want, handsome?” She purred, her hand hovering over an upturned glass.
    He checked out the beers on tap and picked what he thought would be a dark lager. It didn’t really matter what he got as long as it allowed him a couple more minutes to see if the one tempting his wolf would emerge from behind the glass partition.
    The wolf inside clawed to the forefront in anticipation. Panting for a glimpse to see who called to him. He insisted they remain riveted to the spot, and Andreas was curious enough to want to stay there as well. His animal knew on an instinctual level that his prey would come to them. With Andreas’s keen hearing, he heard the quiet snick of a door opening and shutting quickly. The sultry redhead with an hourglass figure from the flyer emerged from the hallway to his left. A breath shuddered out of him in relief she still worked at the bar. A small part of him second-guessed his decision to drive the three hours from town out to the secluded area.
    Her gaze snapped to his, locking them both in place. Arousal made a swift and powerful trip through his body. Every nerve ending stood on end, and his dick swelled in his jeans.
    She stopped mid-step, her eyes opening wide. It was as if she knew the effect she had on his body. Andreas cocked his head to the side and focused on the woman. It was a blessing the bar wasn’t filled to capacity yet. It allowed him to pick up her heart rate, which beat out a rapid tattoo. Her breathing accelerated, her chest rising and falling quickly. Whether she knew it or not, she was reacting to the mating vibes his wolf was putting out.
    “Amber, you back from break?” The blonde who had served them asked, shocking them back into reality. “I need ten.”
    Amber. He said her name in his head, liking the sound of it. It evoked thoughts of slow burns and hot nights. Passion and lust hotter than the sun.
    The redhead, he