Chapter 3

“Yeah? I’m feeling pretty badass myself.” She tossed him a flirty gaze.

Chloe handed her the untouched glass in her hand. “Take this. And go get him.”

Kata knocked it back in a few swallows. Here goes nothing. “Thanks. I will.”

As she approached, Hunter’s blue eyes heated, focused on her like a laser. Ben turned and looked at her with an unfocused stare. Her friend was shitfaced? Damn, he was always a sloppy drunk.

Hunter’s hands were empty, and she picked up a beer from the cooler as she sauntered closer on her high heels, accentuating the sway of her hips—and never taking her eyes off him.

“This is the birthday girl,” Ben slurred.

“Kata, is that right?” Hunter asked.

Even his voice made her quiver. Beyond deep, husky, with a bit of a snap, demanding an answer. He looked even bigger up close.

Kata forced herself to stop all the wicked thoughts in her head—at least long enough to reply. “Yes. And you’re Hunter?”

His mouth curled