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met mine, and I didn‘t even acknowledge the other
guy's pass. Recognition was immediate and he was out of his chair and standing
there right in front of me a second later.
                “Jazz.” His voice was a mixture of shock and
apprehension. It wasn’t the warm, enthusiastic reunion I had hoped for, but I
knew walking in here how unlikely that was. My name caused a few whispers of
recognition at the table. I guess they knew who I was.
                “Hey Bas.” I released a breath I hadn’t realized I’d
been holding.
                “Hey Bas?” He echoed. “What the fuck Jazz?” I could
see the anger building in those ochre eyes. I knew I deserved it, but it still
hurt.
               
“I know.” I whispered meekly.
               
“The fuck you do, Jazz . The fuck you do.” His jaw
tensed and he burned with a barely suppressed fury that I knew was going to be
unleashed on me any second. I wasn’t the only to detect it.
               
“So you’re the infamous Jazz?” Mr. cocky smirk asked trying to cut in before
things escalated. I had to force my eyes away from Bas’ searing gaze.
               
“No, I’m Jaxyn.” Nobody but Bas calls me Jazz.
               
“But he called you Jazz.”
               
“Yeah he does. You don’t.”
                “Whatever you say sweetheart. I’m Damien, but everyone
calls me Spade. I don’t much care what you call me, but I look forward to
hearing you scream it later.” My eyebrows shot up and my jaw dropped. I didn’t
even know what to say to that. Thankfully Bas saved me from having to say anything, otherwise I would have stood there with my mouth
wide open, speechless.
               
“Watch it Spade.” Bas growled.
               
“What man? Your girl’s got a body that was made for-”
               
“Shut the hell up man and leave the poor girl alone.” The guy sitting in the
seat opposite, cut him off. While he continued my eyes
took in his features. “Sorry about that jackass, his mama didn’t teach him any
manners.” His smile was nice, and genuine. I immediately liked him better than
Spade. He had long black hair tied back at the nape of his neck and sported
several piercings on his pretty face.
    “I’m Andrew, but everyone calls me Ace and this is my
cousin Danny.” He said, indicating the third guy at the table, with just as
much metal in his face and several wicked looking tattoos extending up his neck
and covering his shaved head. He gave a terse nod but didn’t have the chance to
speak.
               
“I prefer wiseass, and my mother did teach me manners," Spade
contradicted, "I just didn’t listen.” He winked at me as if I would find
him charming. I glanced back at Bas who was still standing beside me glowering
at Spade.
               
“It’s great to meet you Jaxyn, our boy has told us a
lot about you. Of course we all thought he was just making you up. He talked
about you so much we actually joked about you being a rare mythical creature,
like a unicorn. It’s nice to know you really do exist. He would never show us
any pictures, but now I see why.” Ace grinned but it wasn’t the same as Spade’s
lecherous one.
                “Yeah, because she’s a fucking hot, rainbow unicorn. Tell me, do you taste like skittles?” Spade winked at me again, this guy
clearly had no shame.
               
“Okay, that’s enough.” Sebastian interjected. “You and me need to talk, outside. Now.” I gave a dejected wave as
he dragged me toward the exit and the verbal smack down I knew was coming. Once
we made it through the crowd and out the doors he prodded me past the smokers
around the side of the building.
               
“Three years Jazz. Three years of nothing, not a letter or a phone call or even
a damn text message to let me know you were