CHAPTER SIX
Run Away
Jenna watched Huxley leave, biting her bottom lip. The man walked with purpose, a strong stride that exuded authority. She stepped forward on shaky legs, pulling the curtain aside as the bar lights reflected over him.
He moved as though he knew others would step out of his way. Despite the guards flanking him, there was no denying that Huxley was one hell of a mystery—an alpha, a top dog.
Still breathless, exhausted, and so deliciously satisfied, Jenna weaved her way through the masses to the front of the bar. She handed in her key card and retrieved her handbag and cell phone to call Haley.
“Hey Jen, couldn’t find you think you went home? I’m going back to Larry’s place, chat with you in the morning! Love u!”
Jenna read the message and smiled, relieved. She had no energy left to drag her friend off the dance floor and into a cab.
A few minutes later, she flagged one down and slipped into the back seat, exhaling deeply. What an amazing night. Her body still tingled from his touch, her mind still buzzed from the drinks. She gave the driver her address and leaned back, closing her eyes, replaying the night’s events in her head.
Huxley had ruined other men for her in the most intoxicating way. She craved a repeat.
“Uhm, ma’am?”
The voice of the cab driver jolted Jenna awake.
“Yes? Are we here?” she asked, sitting up and leaning forward with fright.
“Not exactly,” the cab driver replied with uncertainty, his gaze flicking nervously to the commotion ahead.
Jenna stared forward, her heart sinking at the sight of flashing lights. Her apartment building was surrounded by police cars, their lights flickering ominously. Residents and onlookers gathered around, murmuring amongst themselves.
Her heart began to race, her mind reeling.
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