Page 44 of Stone Temptation
Human men were my weakness. This dude blew me away. Possibly because he smelled like that, but also because I liked myself a pretty twink.
He caught me watching him.
I waved, offering him a big smile.
He didn’t smile back, his expression ninety percent blank, ten percent tortured.
Had he heard me thinking how much I’d like to pound him til the cows came home?
Should I approach him?
He kept looking at me, his left eyebrow slowly rising.
I waved again, making that brow shoot up.
Right. I was going over there. If only for a deeper sniff.
Weaver Seth stopped me.
The knobhead gargoyle weaver of Brinecrest sidled up to the human, placing a hand on his spine. He whispered into the sexy fucker’s ear, hand sliding up the stunner’s back.
The dude flinched slightly, quickly covering it up with a smile and kiss on the cheek for the gargoyle.
Yuck. Poor man having to pucker up for that pissing face.
Seth walked away.
Man, I hated the steaming dog turd of a weaver. He thought he was such hot stuff, always driven about in flash cars, showing off his jewelry. No different tonight, his gold fur coat hurting my sense of taste.
The knobhead almost ruined my life along with my hot temper.
Be cool. Fuck him.
I touched my rose quartz, its comforting vibes always a massive help. I was better than the Asher of the past, the new zen dude. For the most part.
The human didn’t look at me again, heading off to the other side of the ballroom.
Shit. Another hottie slipping through my net.
Carissa appeared before me in a pink dress, carrying a shrimp canapé, her lips smothered in bright pink lipstick.
“Loving this look,” I said.
“Thanks. Did you see Weaver Seth is here with a human on his arm?”
I returned with a flippant, “Yeah. What’s the deal there?”
She leaned in closer. “To annoy me. Because he can’t take rejection.”
“What?”
A human approached. “Hello. Good to see you.” She air-kissed the woman in yellow.
“Who is your handsome friend here?” the woman asked, fluttering her lashes at me.
I turned up the charm, kissing her hand. The boss wanted her team on duty tonight to flirt as much cash from these purses and wallets as possible.
All I wanted to do was find the blue-eyed dude and lay the flirt at his feet.