Author Note: Hope you continue on with my story! I would love to hear where you think it's heading! Sorry for making you wait so long for the smoochy-smoochy, but the characters just aren't quite there yet. I hope when it happens you will find it worth the wait! Happy reading :)
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Adam felt like beating someone or something up as he walked away from Serena's loft. What the hell was that about? He ran his hands through his hair. He knew it was his fault. She didn't give off the easy vibe. He pushed it too far. The whole night was wasted. He put forth all that effort for no reason. Buttering her up, acting like he was interested in what she was saying with nothing to show. He was back to square one with her. Even lower, more like square zero.
He pulled out his phone and for the first time in months started typing in Josephine's number. He was about to hit send, but his brain realized what he was about to do and put a stop to it. He deleted the numbers, hating the fact that he had it memorized. Maybe he was just as weak as Piper suggested. Adam stopped walking and tried to focus his breathing. He debated on calling Kyle, but didn't think it was that serious. Instead he pulled up Lance's phone number.
Where you at? Adam texted.
My side of town. The Stakeout. Lance responded.
Adam always thought that was a stupid name for a bar, but vampires seemed to love their puns. He made his way through the wolf section, keeping his head down.
"Hey," someone yelled.
Adam looked up to see John walking towards him. Adam kept walking.
"Parrish," John yelled again.
"What?" Adam said back.
"Why were you with that human earlier?" John asked.
"What do you care?" Adam asked his former friend.
"This is your first summer back," John said. "We don't want any extra attention. You know the rules."
"So now we're not allowed to fraternize with them? Since when?" Adam said.
"No," John said. "We're not allowed to hurt them. She's going to be here all summer. Not some one week and gone type."
"What does that matter?" Adam asked.
"I told Malcolm I would keep an eye on her," John said.
Adam stopped walking. He spun around to face the lanky Were.
"What's Malcolm's interest in her anyway?" Adam asked. "Why would he bring a human here for the summer?"
John shrugged.
"I don't question Malcolm," John said. "Just follow orders."
"Well when he gets back tell your master I took his precious human on a nice date and then fucked her brains out all night long."
Adam watched John squirm, not knowing how to respond. Adam turned and continued his walk towards Lance. He wished he didn't need to be part of a pack, but everyone knew going rouge meant losing your mind, Adam better than most. Those few months were terrible. Adam would rather keep his sanity and stay here with these sheep than risk that again.
Piper always kept him grounded and made sure that he was just active enough not to draw the wrath of the Alpha. Adam didn't want to think about how he was going to accomplish that if she left with Thomas. He shook his head, it wouldn't happen. No matter what Piper thought Thomas was not her mate, just some fling.
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Lance was waiting outside the vampire club and ushered Adam in before the line.
"You know I am part owner of this place too right?" Adam asked.
"I know that," Lance said. "But I doubt the lowly bouncer does."
It was Adam's idea that the town needed more venues geared towards the younger crowd. It started with Lunbar, the werewolf club. More "mates" had found each other there than any other place. Soon the Alpha encouraged him to open a similar establishment that would attract vampires. The Stakeout proved a success and two other clubs followed. One meant for the woodland supernatural and another that served as a catch all.
The Stakeout was much different than Lunbar. Instead of a dance club this was more of a lounge. There were no windows and blue lighting giving the place the feel of a speakeasy. A small stage came out over the dance floor where a beautiful woman in a skin tight dress sang songs that came from another era while a man played the piano behind her.
"You want a drink?" Lance asked.
"I feel underdressed," Adam said.
"That's because you are," Lance said.
Adam watched him take a sip of his martini.
"I'll have one of those," Adam said. "And a shot too."
It took an awful lot to get a werewolf drunk on liquor alone. There were some spices and wildflowers they could add to the drinks to intensify the effects, but Adam doubted any were down here. Lance went to grab Adam his drink while he went to one of the tables at the back of the club. Lance didn't take long to walk over.
"What do you put in your drinks so you can get drunk?" Adam asked taking a gulp of his martini.
"The blood of a drunk person," Lance said.
He gave a smile and took a sip of his martini which Adam now noticed had a pinkish hue. He grimaced, but Lance just shrugged and took another drink.
"I can tell you ignored my suggestion," Lance said. "How is the baby doll?"
"Don't call her that," Adam said.
Lance set his drink down and turned his head to the side, pressing his lips into a smile.
"You like her," Lance said.
"No," Adam said. "I just find it creepy when you refer to the chick I'm trying to bang as a child's toy."
"I take it tonight wasn't a success?" Lance asked.
"I pushed her too far," Adam said. "She threw me out."
"How could any girl resist the charms of Adam Parrish?" Lance asked in a sarcastic tone.
