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His eyes are intense and his jaw is clenched, I don’t think I’ve even seen that look on him before.
    Devlin places his hand on Natasha’s waist as he speaks to her, leaning in close. Very intimate indeed. Whatever he has said to hear makes her laugh and it’s a cute sight. Her eyes close and her head flings back as she laughs up the ceiling but the sight of Devlin as he watches her is what makes me have tingles. Devlin watches her intently, looking proud that he made Natasha laugh. He has a slight smile as he looks at her.
    Arms wrap around my body and I melt into Brandon. “Come on, I want to dance.”
     

    When I stop laughing and see Devlin watching me, I get a little self-conscious.
    “What?” I ask, still giggling a little.
    “I fucking love your laugh.” He replies, his voice is deep and sends chills all over my body.
    I look down into my drinks, feeling like a school girl all over again. Devlin has such a strange effect on me, not one I’ve experienced before. Even when I followed Mason around in my Black Inferno stalking days. This is foreign to me, and even more so that I find is difficult to me close to men after what happened with the Devils but Devlin doesn’t give me that feeling. None of The Kings do but with Devlin I know that I’m completely safe and I really like that.
    “Well hello gorgeous.” Scrappy interrupts and sadly Devlin takes a step back.
    Is he embarrassed to be seen so closed to me?
    “Hi Scrappy.” I smile.
    He leans in for a hug but when I look over Scrappys shoulder, Devlin isn’t looking at us. Instead he’s looking out to the dance floor. What’s his deal?
    As I talk with Scrappy, Baby and Neo join us. Still, Devlin doesn’t act with me like he did when we were alone but I try not to let it bother me.
    “Fuck Natasha, you look good.” Neo winks over at me.
    I haven’t spent a lot of time with Neo, but there’s no doubting he’s a gorgeous man. Apparently a smooth talker too! He puts Scrappy to shame and I thought he was the King of chat up lines around here.
    “Thank you.” I smile and as soon as I do, Devlin walks off and leaves the conversation.
    What the fuck is his deal?
    After a short conversation with the guys, Lauren joins and I give her a big cuddle and let her know how proud I am of her. She’s come a real long way from the shattered girl I got to know in that dark room. Thinking of which, I need to talk to Drew more about our salon idea.
    “Come on, Grim had hogged me for long enough. I want to dance with my girls!” She shouts, taking my hand and collecting Elise and Drew as we got to the dance floor.
    When we enter the dancefloor, it’s pretty busy but we find a spot amongst the crowd and the craziness begins. We sing along and move our bodies any way we like. It feels amazing to let go of everything in this moment. Right now, we’re not the tragic girls that were kidnapped and tortured. We’re just normal girls who happen to be watched by a lot of heavily tattooed men. I forget about them and let my body move to the music.
    After a couple of songs I see Lauren’s eyes widen in surprise. I’m about to ask her what’s the matter but then large, warm hands place themselves on my hips and I tense.
    “It’s me.” Whispers Devlin, close into my ear.
    His body presses against the back of mine and I can’t help but melt into him.
    “What are you doing?” I ask him. When I saw him storm off earlier I thought he didn’t want to be around me.
    Devlin laughs deeply into the back of my neck. “I had to come and join you.”
    I’m about to answer, but I feel his lips brush across my exposed shoulder. It causes all kid of shit to happen inside of me. All different emotions flash inside my head. Should I let him carry on? Do I end this now? Did anyone see that? What is happening?
    However all questions fade when his mouth glides up from my shoulder into the curve of my neck and under my ear. Holy shit why did that feel so good. I’m no longer