Boxed Set: Traitorous Heart Volumes 1-6 (The Traitorous Heart Series) Read Free Page B

and inhaling.
    “I did.” If the sexual tension between us wasn’t so damn strong I might’ve believed she was a cold-hearted bitch or a lesbian. She didn’t lean in, didn’t step closer. She stood stock still, as though waiting. Uninterested.
    “What did you think?” I took another drag, turned my face slightly so I didn’t blow smoke in her face.
    She cracked a smile and my heart raced faster. “It was good.” She looked down at my bare feet. “You don’t believe in shoes?”
    I chuckled, seriously wishing I’d put my shoes on. The ground was fucking freezing. But I had to play it cool. “Nah, they’re too confining.” I glanced at hers. She wore black heels, probably four or five inches high. Her manicured toes peeked through the openings. There was a strap encrusted in what looked like diamonds that went across her ankles and buckled. Very dainty. Very expensive-looking. “Like those shoes. Aren’t your feet killing you?”
    She shrugged. “Not really.”
    I could tell she was lying. “You cold?” I went to pull off my shirt and she reached out her hand. Her fingers were small and thin. On her ring finger was a giant rock: an engagement ring. “Oh,” I said, feeling my heart deflate. “Damn, that’s too bad.” It really wasn’t. I’d fucked committed women before, but with her, it was disappointing.
    She seemed momentarily confused, then noticed the rock. She looked as surprised to see it on her finger as I was. Maybe there was still some hope. Maybe the engagement wasn’t what she wanted.
    She straightened. “Yeah, well, I’m sure there are fifty willing and able female bodies inside.” Her words came out with bite and I thought I heard a hint of wistfulness.
    It wasn’t over until she said no. I stuck out my hand. “I’m Griffin. If you change your mind, come find me.”
    “I will.” She dropped her cigarette, smashed it into the concrete with the toe of her shoe, and walked toward the door.
    “What’s your name?” I asked. It was difficult for me to wrap my brain around how challenging it was to get any information out of her. By now even married women had their asses pressed against my cock.
    “Katie.” She pulled open the door and went inside.

 
     
     
    CHAPTER 6
    Katie
     
     
     
    My knee s were weak and my heart wouldn’t stop pounding. He was even better looking up close. Even sexier. He’d been wearing a shirt, but I could still see the tattoo near the waistband of his pants. His eyes were like the sky after and thunderstorm.
    When I made it back to the table, Birdy was there talking to a guy in the band. The drummer , I thought. I fell into my chair.
    Birdy smirked. “Where’s Griffin?”
    I shrugged, trying to act calm. “No idea.”
    The drummer and Birdy exchanged a look.
    “Nothing happened. I’m engaged.” I held out my hand so that the drummer could see my ring.
    It was his turn to shrug. “Hasn’t ever mattered in the past.”
    “Katie isn’t like that, though,” Birdy said, playing with the soft scruff of hair poking from the shirt at his chest. “She’s loyal, brave and true.” She giggled. I realized she was drunk. “Isn’t that like the scout code or something?” She giggled again. “You’re like a boy scout, except you’re a girl.” She pointed at me. “You’re a girl scout, Kitty Kat.”
    Definitely drunk. That was the only time she called me that.
    The waitress came. “Can I get you anything?” She kept glancing at the drummer.
    “I’ll have a shot of tequila.” I leaned against the booth. “Make it two.”
    Birdy clapped. “Kitty Kat is going to catch up. Yay!”
    I snorted. “Damn straight.”
    “Anything for you?” This time the waitress’s question was directed at the drummer.
    “I’ll take a lime seltzer water.”
    Birdy twisted a finger in her curls. “Not a drinker?” she asked him.
    “Not when I’m working.” He smiled. “But later I’ll get wasted.” He stood.
    “It’s a date,” Birdy