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Donovan looked at me curiously, clearly trying to decide whether I knew what I was talking about or not. “I’ll look into him, see if we can find his prints in the system. Do you know anything else about him or his connection to drugs?”

“No,” I said, noticing too women appear in the doorway behind him.

Donovan’s nostrils flared and his body stiffened. “I’ll leave you with your sisters while I look into this,” he said, without turning around to confirm it was them.

Oakley and Ally stepped into the room, exchanging pleasantries with Donovan who kissed Oak softly on the cheek while I let my eyes roam over Felix again.

Is it possible Felix contacted Ryder again? Why would he have let Ryder get close enough to him to do this after the last time they’d met up?

Chapter Six

Felix

April: Two Months Ago

“How long are you going to sit here tonight?” I asked as I stood in front of Bennett and flashed him one of my bright smiles that always made his entire body light up. It was a superpower I’d quickly realized I had with him, and I liked it a little too much.

It had been two weeks since the incident with Ryder, yet Bennett was still here every night, flirting and waiting patiently for me to tell him I was ready for more.

When I’d called my sister, Clara, and told her about how amazing and patient Bennett was, she’d threatened to show up and force me on a date with him. I couldn’t say that I blamed her. He was clearly one of a kind, and despite my last experience with being in a relationship, I was starting to feel ready to see just what he had to offer beyond these flirty nights.

If my desire for him runs this deep already, what will it feel like after spending a night out with him?

“I’ll be sitting here for as long as you’re here,” he said confidently.

“You’re aware that I can walk myself to my car at night?”

“Aware? Yes. Willing to let you do that? No.” Bennett took a sip of his beer, hiding his smile behind the bottle.

I lifted one eyebrow and shook my head. “You’ve had two weeks to come to your senses, Bennett. I’m trying to do you a favor.”

“I don’t think I’m very sensible when it comes to you,” he said. “Are you telling me you want me to leave?”

“No. Then who would I flirt with all night?” I asked, sliding him a glass of water. “You’re my favorite customer. Tips could be better though.”

“Ah, and here I was trying to make it clear that I’m not bribing you for a date,” Bennett said with a smirk.

“I’m a bartender, Bennett, if you really like my service you’d tip me better. Plus, I’m pretty sure I lose out on tips since I focus so much of my energy on a certain patron who can’t take his eyes off my ass.”

Bennett grinned proudly. “It’s a very nice ass.”

“All the more reason to give me better tips.” I leaned on the bar in front of him, craving his presence and his scent.

He met me halfway across the bar and hovered his lips against my ear. “You do realize I already tip you fifty percent every night since my bill is only twenty dollars.”

I smiled, the warmth of his breath heating my body and stiffening my dick. “Then maybe you should start ordering dinner while you’re here.”

Bennett slid back into his seat. “I’ll take an order of onion rings.”

I chuckled. “You can’t be serious. That’s not a meal. Won’t you still be hungry?”

“It’s more than I usually eat.”

“Wait. You never order dinner. Do you just not eat?” I asked.

He shrugged. “I don’t love greasy food very often and that’s mostly what Ally serves here. I usually just eat something when I get home.”

“At eleven o’clock at night?” I asked.