Gregor (Stone Society Book 2) Read Online Free Page B

bringing their drinks. She leaned across
Gregor, brushing his arm with her breast, handing Dante his drink. “Can I get
you fellas anything else right now? Are you hungry?”
    “No.”
Gregor didn’t bother with the young girls feelings. He would leave a good tip,
but he wasn’t going to encourage her advances. Over the years so many women had
tried in vain to get the nod from both of them. Neither had risen to the
occasion. Dante’s tastes were much more eclectic, and when he did reach out for
female comfort, it was never close to home. Gregor kept a few women on speed
dial in case his rougher side needed to be exercised.
    “I
have to agree with Rafael on this. I don’t think the fates would give us a
mate, human or not, who couldn’t handle what we are. I am hoping to get closer
to the good doctor, gain her trust, and subtly ask about her father’s journals.
I still haven’t come up with a plan on just how to approach the subject though.
Oh, fuck me.”  Gregor almost doubled over.
    “What
is it?” Dante placed a hand on Gregor’s arm.
    “I’m
not sure, but it’s the same sick feeling I was talking about earlier.”  He searched
the bar, not seeing any familiar faces. Dante glanced around with him, not that
he would know who to look for. Just when he was about to give up, a sexy voice
infiltrated the room.
     “Yo,
Gavin, set ‘em up!”  A redheaded biker chick came strutting though the bar. Tight
jeans topped black riding boots. A Harley tank top was tucked into said jeans,
a leather jacket thrown over one shoulder. A black belt with a shiny silver Bar
and Shield buckle wrapped around her waist. Red hair swung in time with her
hips.
     “Holy
shit, that’s her.”
    Dante
couldn’t take his eyes off the show. “Her who? Tessa?”
    “No,
the chick from the gas station.”  Gregor would never forget that ass as long as
he lived. Her smirky lips and those green eyes were a punch to the gut. “Fuck
me.” 
    “I
don’t recall you mentioning a chick from a gas station. Would you care
to enlighten a brother?”
    “A
few years back, I stopped to get gas. She pulled in at the next pump over. Same
bike as mine only chromed the fuck out. She must have twenty grand in chrome
alone. Anyway, there was no receipt paper in the machine, so I went inside to
get one. She dropped a dollar on the floor and when she bent over to get it,
her ass ended up in my crotch. I swear to the gods, I thought I was going to
pass out right then and there.”  Gregor couldn’t take his eyes off the woman
who was waiting for the man he assumed was Gavin to rack the balls on the pool
table.
    “Why
don’t you go talk to her?”
    “And
say what, ‘Remember me, the guy you shoved your ass into’?  No, I’ll just watch
from here. If my reaction to her from this far is any indication, I don’t think
I could stand to be any closer.”
    “What
if she’s your mate? Do you not want to find out?” Dante had finally lost
interest and returned his gaze to Gregor.
    “I’m
not sure I do. But she can’t be. I mean, I’ve had these same feelings a couple
of times at the Pen, and I know she hasn’t been in there. I’ll just enjoy the
view from here.”
     

    Tessa
hadn’t been to The Tavern in forever. She was always too busy watching monitors
and checking on her cousins. Tonight she decided she was going to let loose. She
strolled into the bar, saying hello to familiar faces. When she saw her old
buddy Gavin at a pool table, she yelled at him to set up a game. She wouldn’t
play for money. Tonight was about relaxing, drinking a little, and shootin’ the
shit with whoever happened along.
    As
she crossed to the far side of the room she yelled at the bartender, “Yo,
Jimmy, hit me up.”  She always ordered a Budweiser with a tequila shot. If she
didn’t have things to do tomorrow, she might have ordered a double shot. She
loved this bar. She could dress like she normally did, maybe embellish with a
little more silver here