Chapter 55

He turns on me when I get to the top step and move to let him pass. He makes it clear walking away is pointless. His smile is gone but still has that air of good mood and amusement, making me instantly suspicious. He rarely does apparent moods, even good ones, and I have no idea why he’s in such a great one today. He has been like this since he first appeared.

Especially after seeing how shittily his club has been running for months. I cannot get over how little that seems to mean to him.

“No.” I shake my head at him and try to dodge him, but he blocks me bodily, and I have no choice but to stand my ground, his back to the steps, so I cannot get by.

“Sometimes touching is unavoidable, and I think it should be more specific… like I can’t fuck you—unless you want me to, that is.” He adds that with a cheeky smirk, and I swear he’s been drinking or something. He’s too merry today, and it’s creepy.

This is a flirty, maybe cheeky side to him that I have never reall