Chapter 10

Logan had walked into the bar with just one goal in mind. Escape. He wanted to escape. He wanted to run from all the problems that seemed to always be chasing him without giving him a simple respite. He wanted to run away from it all. He wanted to run away. 

Which was how he’d found himself at the bar, talking to a strange yet intriguing woman. She was putting on a mask just like him, already nursing a drink. He’d been hesitant about approaching her at first but now, all his initial reservations were long gone. 

“You think so much of yourself.” She peered down at him.

“What can I say? I am so much already.” He shrugged his shoulder in a laidback manner.

She let out a small chuckle before shaking her head. Logan watched take down all her drink. She called out to the bartender and he immediately appeared.

“I want whatever it is he’s having.” She said to him, a lingering smile on her lips while she gestured to Logan.

The bartender smiled in return and went to attend to the order. It didn’t take long before the bartender came back with the Rossini. He poured her a glass before going back to what he’d been doing.

She turned back to Logan, her eyes glistening with what looked like a challenge. She took the glass in her hand and began drinking the Rossini. Logan found himself unable to tear his eyes away from her.

Her long white hair fell down past her shoulders. It seemed to glisten under the moonlight. When she was done drinking, she settled her gaze on him. Her blue eyes seemed to beckon on him, daring him to venture further if he could.

He felt a heat rising in him, one he’d once thought he’d never feel again in his life. It was like the heat was moving to every corner of his body, threatening to consume him completely. His grip on his glass tightened.

“Is that a challenge?” He asked, a smirk on his lips.

“Whatever you want to take it as.” She returned his smirk with one of her own.

A rumble sounded from his chest as he chuckled. He’d made the right choice by coming to approach her for the night. He knew it was a choice he would not regret no matter how the night ended.

“What’s your name?” He asked, eager to know more about her.

She didn’t respond immediately. Her eyes were on him as she continued to watch him, trying to decipher what his thoughts were and what he was possibly thinking.

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” She had that smile on her face.

It was getting impossible to think logical with the way she was looking at him. Like her voice wasn’t seducing enough. It was a miracle he was able to sit down and listen to her without completely melting into putty.

He was sure that if this woman asked him to get on his knees, he’d worship her till the next day. It scared him that he was so down bad over someone he barely knew but he was way past caring. Maybe it was the drink. It wasn’t that though. He knew he wasn’t light-headed.

“You’re deflecting the question.” Logan said, pointing out the obvious.

“No I’m not.” She slid a finger over the table, her eyes still trained on him.

Was it just him or was it suddenly feeling hot? He looked around him. Most people in the bar where in their own bubbles, oblivious to the growing tension between the two of them.

He simply smiled at her. They remained like that for some time, just watching it other. It was like they were in a silent competition. Waiting for the other to make the next move.

“How do you like your drinks?” He asked, eager to break the silence.

“Tall, dark haired,” She paused, her eyes raking over Logan. “Grey eyes, incredibly sexy.” 

He swallowed down as her words settled in his head. It was pretty obvious where she was going with this conversation. The rational part of his head was screaming at him that he had responsibilities. He was the Alpha. He couldn’t just act however he liked and do whatever he chose. He just couldn’t do that.

Well…that was the rational part. Too bad, he was far too gone to care about that anymore. The rational part could go to hell for all he cared. He leaned his elbow on the table, feeling the urge to just have her in his arms.

“That’s a pretty interesting drink you have there.” He commented.

“Well, it’s not every day you get to come across such.” She shrugged her shoulders, her eyes glinting with something he couldn’t quite put his finger on.

He leaned closer to her so he was sure she could hear what he was saying perfectly. Her blue eyes were so enthralling that he couldn’t look away even if he really wanted to. That was how down bad he was. He knew he was completely finished. 

“A beautiful woman like you should get whatever her heart desires.” Logan’s eyes settled on her lips. They were painted an alluring shade of red. He wanted to kiss her so bad.

The woman hummed in reply, the smile never leaving her lips. If she knew what effect she was having on Logan, she was doing a pretty good job of not showing.

“I already have it right here.” Her voice was itching a part of his brain that threatened to drive him nuts.

He didn’t care what demand or request she would make. He simply had to have her this night, royal titles and obligation be damned. He strengthened his resolve and made up his mind to be straightforward.

“What do you say we get out of here and have a little fun?” He asked, every single cell in his body on edge as he anticipated her reply.

She didn’t need to say anything. The mischievous grin on her face was enough to let Logan know that they were on the same page.

“After you.”