Chapter 30

She still had not taken a sip when she saw them. Newcomers always caught her eye, a fresh flurry of movement separate from the usual sea. On reflex, Emma glanced at the doorway, picking out the dark clothes of the two men who had just walked into the club with ease. A blink later, she realized these weren’t strangers. They were Jesse and Gideon. Here. At White.

Gideon appeared his usual charismatic self, with leather pants molding over his hips and legs and a burgundy shirt left open at the collar. But it was Jesse that fixated Emma. He was just as tall as Gideon, but his leaner body made him more graceful, and his dark clothing only accentuated those long, luscious lines. Black silk shirt. Black jeans. The contrast to his skin highlighted the strong line of his jaw, and even from that distance, she saw the vibrant blue of his eyes

She couldn’t stop staring. Why were they here? She’d invited Jesse twice and he’d turned her down. What had changed his mind?