Apparently he had only partially learned his lesson. He hadn’t returned to Indulge since his nearly disastrous first visit nor had he seen Jasper or Rafe again; though he was certain he was being watched. Yet there he was walking through the front door of the club that shifters preferred to congregate at. He knew they were still a dangerous bunch but in his mind, they were the safer option.
He’d also never been to Masquerade before and wanted to try something new. So there was that fact guiding his feet to the bar as well. As he approached, Nocturne weaved through the throng of bodies until he came out at a section of the bar that didn’t have a gaggle of people pressed up against it. Maybe it had something to do with mister tall, dark, and broody sitting there. Whatever, not like he was going to let that stop him from ordering a beer. Besides, as he stepped up, Nocturne noticed he should definitely add ‘sexy’ to the list of adjectives for the man. Nice. Very nice.
But first a drink. He ordered a Guinness, figuring that was a safe middle of the road option. He may have been at the club to try new things but experimenting with drinks wasn’t on the list that night. As the tall glass was placed before him. Nocturne spotted the shamrock in the head and smirked as he fished out a bill, making sure it was enough to cover the drink and a tip. The girl was busy but she still had time to pour a proper Guinness and he respected that.
Turning to face the crowd, Nocturne leaned back against the bar and took a drink. Perfect. The drink and good music was just what he needed that night. All that was missing was a dance partner but that could wait a bit longer until his beer was done. Instead he cast a glance at the man near him and casually asked, “is it the actual glower that’s keeping you solo tonight or the ‘don’t fuck with me’ vibes you’re sending off in waves?”
He’d also never been to Masquerade before and wanted to try something new. So there was that fact guiding his feet to the bar as well. As he approached, Nocturne weaved through the throng of bodies until he came out at a section of the bar that didn’t have a gaggle of people pressed up against it. Maybe it had something to do with mister tall, dark, and broody sitting there. Whatever, not like he was going to let that stop him from ordering a beer. Besides, as he stepped up, Nocturne noticed he should definitely add ‘sexy’ to the list of adjectives for the man. Nice. Very nice.
But first a drink. He ordered a Guinness, figuring that was a safe middle of the road option. He may have been at the club to try new things but experimenting with drinks wasn’t on the list that night. As the tall glass was placed before him. Nocturne spotted the shamrock in the head and smirked as he fished out a bill, making sure it was enough to cover the drink and a tip. The girl was busy but she still had time to pour a proper Guinness and he respected that.
Turning to face the crowd, Nocturne leaned back against the bar and took a drink. Perfect. The drink and good music was just what he needed that night. All that was missing was a dance partner but that could wait a bit longer until his beer was done. Instead he cast a glance at the man near him and casually asked, “is it the actual glower that’s keeping you solo tonight or the ‘don’t fuck with me’ vibes you’re sending off in waves?”
