Free Bane: Trillionaire Shifter Club Book One by Rosette Bolter Page A

no emotion or expression, the lightning inside his eyes, and way Harper
was drawn into it, forced her to think…
    Who on earth
did I just meet?

 
    CHAPTER TWO
     
     
    Cordelia returned to the table a
minute later. By then Bane had merged into the shadows around them. Out of
sight.
    “We got pink
ones this time,” Cordelia said handing Harper her glass.
    “What’s in
it?”
    “No idea.”
    Cordelia sat
opposite Harper looking enthused.
    “Can I ask
you a question?” Harper said. “What do you think of my hair?”
    “Your hair? I
don’t know. It’s red.”
    “Does it suit
me?”
    Cordelia
shrugged. “Of course.”
    “You don’t
think it’s too loud? Like I’m trying to get attention?”
    “What does
Josh think?”
    “Josh, oh uh
– he was kind of neutral actually when I changed it. I mean, he praised it and
everything, but after the first day or so he didn’t mention it again.”
    “Did you get
it changed for him?”
    “What?”
Harper mumbled. “I think –”
    “For the
wedding?”
    “I did it
just because I thought it would be fun. At least that’s what I thought. Now,
I’m –”
    “Seriously,”
Cordelia interrupted. “Why are we talking about this? Who said something about
your hair?”
    Harper
sighed. “It was…”
    “It was who?”
    “That guy who
was staring at us. He came over after you left and sat in your chair. He said I
dyed my hair like this because I’m not happy and I want attention.”
    “Bastard,”
Cordelia growled, standing up. “Where is he?”
    “No, no –
don’t – please don’t –”
    “Who does he
think he is?” Cordelia ranted. “Making fun of you for no reason. We should get
him kicked out.”
    “He wasn’t
making fun of me.”
    “What?”
    “He was – he
was sort of ‘advising’ me.”
    “Oh-ho-yeah.
Great advice I’m sure.”
    “Well, it’s
got me thinking,” Harper gushed. “Why did I make my hair this way? Why am I
here tonight? Do I – do I really love Josh? Am I ready to get married now?”
    “Oh my gosh,”
Cordelia said coming over. She put her arm around Harper shoulder. “Are you
okay, sweetie?”
    “I’m fine,”
Harper said as a tear rolled down her cheek. “I just need a tissue.”
    Cordelia bent
down and picked up Harper’s hand bag. She found a tissue inside of it for her.
    “Thanks,”
Harper said taking it, and blowing her nose. “I’m sorry I got like this. I’m
talking stupid.”
    “Don’t be
silly,” Cordelia said. “That asshole just got to you, that’s all.”
    Harper put
the tissue away and looked up with a smile. “I feel better now. Maybe I just
wasn’t expecting someone to come at me that way.”
    Cordelia
nodded and moved to her side of the table again. She picked up her cocktail and
drank from it.
    “Harps?”
    “What?”
    “I think your
hair looks lovely.”
    They both
laughed.

 
    CHAPTER
THREE
     
     
    It was just after ten pm when the
girls decided it was time to call it a night. They knew they could have stayed
where they were and continued on cocktail after cocktail, but they were wary of
the watchful eyes of other gentlemen in the room; circling them like vultures
flying over a wounded antelope. Harper was staying at Cordelia’s that night as
Joshua and his boys were having a bucks night or something back at their house.
They phoned a cab and then stood up from their table, taking one last look at
their surroundings.
    She wasn’t
sure why, but Harper knew she was looking for Bane on her way out. She hadn’t
seen him since their conversation and while she had kept on a cheerful face for
Cordelia, there was still so much that unsettled her about the interaction – so
many questions she wanted answered. Instead of forgetting about him as the hour
moved on as she should have, Bane just kept growing and getting larger and
larger in her mind. Until they stepped outside the night club and he was all
she was thinking about.
    “Cab should
be here any minute,” Cordelia said, folding her